"What about... hey... wait a minute, baby... what about her?" Hutch whispered.Heather felt Hutch gesturing toward her."Her?" Yeah, what about your roo...mie there? You know, the third person in this room?" No big deal. She was way drunk... too... when she left the party (giggle, giggle) and she is sound sleeper when she's sober. It probably would take a freight train to wake her now. Speaking of freight trains... I seem to have found one right here."Kat brazenly fondled the guy's cock through his. Master had undoubtedly purchased this on his trip to the Orient. No underwear, hosiery or shoes were in evidence, so I donned the dress and strapped on Master’s favorite sexy open toed stilettos. The dress fit like a glove, which under normal circumstances would be fine, however, I still had the bulky belt under the dress. No time to ponder the stares I may receive by the general public in the innocent wholesome café. I drove off happily anticipating seeing my Master Graham!In my rush to see. I turn around, all slippery with soap, and bend forwards resting my hands on the shower wall, inviting him. I feel Nick step close and he guides his cock between my legs. With all the soap and my juices flowing freely he slides into me easily and we find a fast rhythm as he plunges into me and I push back, enjoying the deep, full sensations. It’s a short, intense coupling and we come in quick succession, his hands grasping my hips firmly as he catches his breath. We share the shower for a. ”. She knew he was fighting his urges to release his orgasm, the struggle in his eyes between wanting to follow his needs and flood her and his wants to prolong his pleasure for as long as possible. She smiled up at him, reaching up to feel at his chest. “It’s ok Brett, just do what feels right, besides we can always go again...”. He held himself there for another moment, inside her, afraid that any movement at all would bring his pleasure to an abrupt end. He closed his eyes, scrunching them.