"I... I'm sorry, peach, it's just... just..." She needed a moment to calm herself. "When you came... You... you... Damn. You were screaming something,...and it sounded like "Thank you, Mr. Showerhead!" I... Fuck, I can't take it." I bursted in laugh too. I didn't remember saying anything like that, which just made it funnier. We both couldn't stop laughing for couple of minutes. So we were just sitting there wasting water, naked, happy, and still horny. Yeah, we weren't done yet. Kate finally. Idly, my thumb circled the head and Jem gasped against my nipple.‘Again,’ he said, and so I did it again and again while he suckled like a starving man at my breasts.It was wet between my legs, in my panties. I shuffled a little on his lap, an unusual restless feeling coming over me.‘Jem,’ I breathed into his ear, ‘help.’He immediately stopped what he was doing, and my nipple came out of his mouth with a pop.‘What is it, Cassie? Are you sick again?’ Jem was truly concerned about me.‘No, no,’ I. A huge black man sat next to me who was about 6’8” and very muscular. As he took his seat, we exchanged greetings, but we didn’t say much to each other for maybe a half hour or so. I guess he just needed to get comfortable enough to strike up a conversation, but finally he did. He told me his name was Carl and he was quite new to the area. I asked him what brought him to the city and he told me it was his job. He just took a new position in an advertising agency and had to relocate for it. He. ..well Nigel is very happy with it. Uh-huh...I know...he says he wants you to fuck me senseless! Mmmmmm, that sounds good....OK, see you in 10, bye."As I placed the phone back on the table, Jo pushed firmly against my hips. "Hop off, I need to get ready for Chris. He'll be here soon." I was desperate to cum, but she insisted that I could probably do that later and that she needed to get ready.She looked through her underwear drawer and pulled out a white, peephole neglige with little bows.