Then again. "Time for a shower," Diana said suddenly. "You first, sweet Bobbi girl. I'll lay out your clothes for the day." "We won't shower...together?" Bob asked her, a little disappointed. He wanted to run his hands over her skin, and between her legs, while she was all slick, wet and glistening. "Another time, my dear girl. You first." While Bob showered he kept grinning to himself. He felt so good! Finally, he had gotten into her, and obviously she loved it. But he. Their bite would have helped her over the edge. Now, her nips just ached for attention and there was no one to give it to them.Michelle was consumed by an explosion of pleasure ripping through her. She thrashed in her chair, nearly toppling it over as she bucked and screamed. Wave after burning wave churned through her as she wrestled with her restraints until she was spent.She glanced at the screen.Still there was no e-mail from Jeff as she felt another rush of pleasure threatening to push her. She reached back with one of her hands and began to play with her clit, which caused them both to become more and more excited. He continued to stroke her in and out over and over again, with them both sweating more and more. He pulled out of her, and she rolled upon her back lifting her legs into the air and spreading them apart so that he could enter her. He mounted her and began to stroke in and out of her with both very hard and soft rhythms as though they were trying to become as one. She smiled at me and then looked at the sexy lady. I felt myself blushing profusely. John eventually decided to have another drink and so he trotted off to the bar after taking our orders. As soon as he left I leaned into Becky and whispered in her ear. “I didn‘t realise it was this kind of bar,” I said, “it‘s a bit of an eye opener for me.” She smiled and nodded. “Are you…”, I questioned. She smiled and nodded again. “I‘m not sure why, but my pussy is soaking wet…” I continued, ”and I‘m horny.