She was so wet, so slippery. I rimed her ass hole and then slipped a finger inside. “Oh Jack, that feels wonderful! Oh yes, lover! Oh fuck yes, ...ack! Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh I’m ccccccccmmmmmmmmmiiiiinnnnnnnggggggg!!!!”Judy eased herself off the shelf and slid into the water. She moved next to me and wrapped one arm around my chest. I think we fell asleep. The next thing I knew, Judy was rinsing us both off. Then she dried us with these gigantic, soft, plush Turkish towels. As she. Lets pick what we need, and get on with it!"I gave a deep and heavy sigh, because I figured I couldn't afford anyof them. I turned to Peg and said, "Okay, lets at least get thematching D'Orsays. We have to have those." Don't you want anything else?" Peg inquired."No, I can't afford any of them, let alone all of them!" I sighed.Peg responded like a true friend. "OK. I'll tell you what. I will putthem on my card, and you can pay me later. How's that sound?" Sounds wonderful dear!" I squeaked out.. Somehow, a few years back, I was in the right place at the right time and landed a job that would set me up very well financially. You know the story; a friend who knew another friend, that had a beer with someone else and they told so-and-so about a job. It was for a mining company in remote Queensland. Miles away from civilisation. No fancy lifestyle. No beaches. Dodgy and limited shops. Not many girls around, so no regular sex... but an absolute killer wage that made up for everything! It. When it ended, Marcie looked beautiful, dripping wet, her skin beaded with Laura’s pee.Laura liked that Marcie pulled her to the ground and ate her cunt to an orgasm once her bladder had emptied. The piss on the floor was still warm on Laura’s back and she came flapping her arms over the wet floor.They mopped up the mess in the kitchen and Marcie showered first while Laura made some calls.Fifteen minutes later, Laura was in the shower and Marcie, swaddled in a plush towel, was prancing around.