She cupped her pussy with her fingers, rubbing the whole area, her arousal increasing. She dipped a finger inside her pussy and felt the tell-tale wet...ess within. Gently she stroked herself, savouring the warmth of the water on her skin and the warmth of her juices too. She turned to face the shower head, allowing the jet to blast at her tits, which she pushed out to meet the powerful flow. The sensation caused her nipples to hardened further and Michelle knew what she had to do next. Her hand. She continued to suck him. Still holding his shirt up, she felt his free hand on her chin. Upon his touch she rubbed deeper on her thong, pressing her pussy harder. She could feel the dampness soak through.He moved his palm from her chin and reached down, groping her breast. The thong was now to the side, and her fingers inside her wet pussy. She glanced up and saw he was more interested in her playing with her pussy than her sucking his cock.She was now on her feet again, her open lips on his. He leaned the last bit closer to her and their lips met. Jim was blown away at the sensation. Every nerve in his face was sending waves of pleasure throughout his body. Her lips were warm and soft and slightly wet. It was the best feeling Jim had ever experienced. He reached up and put his arm around her neck. His hand caressed the back of her head and he was amazed at how wonderfully soft and silky Angie’s hair was. She seemed to be really enjoying it herself too. She was returning his kiss. She said she came home, caught a shower and went back to work. They had some big problems to fix and she would't be home until around noon. That meant it was just me and Ginger for the next six hours. I went to her room and went in. She was sound asleep, just as I left her. I took off my shorts, pulled the covers off of her beautiful, naked body and got in bed with her. She was on her side with her back to me. I slid one arm under her and reached over and started to hold her. She wiggled.