”“Jesus. That was almost a year ago, wasn’t it?”“Six months, Dad. Six lonely months. Plus, it doesn’t help that the quality of women round...here, sucks.”“Most men love a woman who sucks.”“You’ve got a point.” Don sighed as he opened the car door before stepping out. “See you later.”~Despite being close to Karen for 18months or so he had never visited her house. It was a modest semi-detached house which seemed well kept. He knocked on the door and was immediately met by a beaming Karen who. I had to pee in the shower. It was either there or in the sink. My wives formed a line. I was running the shower to clean the urine when Alice pushed past me and started peeing too.I handed her the hand shower. She cleaned her legs and the shower.I got in. I took the hand shower and started to wash her hair. I received moans of pleasure for my effort.I then washed my hair while rinsing her hair. We used the rinse shampoo to wash our bodies. Alice left and dried off. Cynthia got in next. Then. I suck you deeper into my mouth, keeping constant pressure on your clit, not willing to let go. My tongue pleases you this way for several minutes, until I feel your body begin to arch in preparation for orgasm and I stop, leaving you hanging on the edge. Slowly I trace circles around you again, teasing you and you moan, begging to be released from your torture. I laugh softly and slowly enter you with my tongue, gently at first, slowly increasing depth and speed. Your hips thrust forward to. Why do I get so turned on from being such a slut, letting people use my body as they see fit sending me into multiple orgasms, never saying no? Another red light, I can't take the waiting any longer and slowly slide my left hand up my skirt pulling my panties aside and sliding my index finger over my now swollen clit, my head tilts back instantly as I let out a moan of pleasure and a sigh of relief. I know the light is going to change, but I cant stop my fingers as my fingers become slippery.