Izzy laughed as she said, "Looks like Michael can't handle five horny women. I'll bet you he can't handle his liquor, either!" They all laughed as the...y chattered lightly across me, mostly about how sticky they were."C'mon," Izzy told Ileana and Jessica. "I'll bet Jessica's got a bigger shower than we do!"As I saw what was on their minds, Little Mike began urging me desperately to join them. But I knew I would enjoy getting all the horny details from Ileana later, so I stayed where I was.After. Amy returns with two glasses and a bottle. In a deft and professional way she shows us the label and quickly and generously pours our tasting. Then she smiles and is gone…off to assist the couple to our right. We take our glasses in our hands and swirl bringing the glass to our nose. The aroma is delicate and fruity but I could not pick up the peach. We took our first sips and slurped it in our mouths. “Nice! Sweet and very drinkable. Perfect choice for a hot summer day.” You say this while. And so was she.He slipped his dick between her lips—her warm sticky wetness coating his bulging head. Dave inhaled; Firebush exhaled both groaned with pleasure. He thrust gently at first, slicking his full length with her silky lube. Thick steam swirled, he saw only her pale plush butt and narrow waist and white back. With long deep thrusts, he started a rhythm. Beyond pleasurable—fucking a stranger in the shower and risk of exposure—downright kinky. Anxiety washed through his head like. I knew she had enjoyed it but I was not prepared for how much she loved it. She had enjoyed it so much that she now wanted one every Friday night. When she asked me to do it for her every Friday I nearly fainted.To be able to caress and fondle the woman I wanted most every week was a dream come true. I looked forward to Friday nights so much now. I always woke up wet on Friday morning and by the time the evening came I was practically ready to explode. I could never tire of seeing and feeling.