His voice. ‘Stop,’ He commanded. I pulled the vibrator away only seconds before I would come crashing down into the abyss of a earth-shattering or...gasm. I sat back, panting and drenched in sweat. I didn’t know how much more of this I could take. I wanted release so badly, I was half-mad with lust. I was grateful for the respite though, because I knew He wasn’t ready for me to cum just yet, and I didn’t want to disappoint Him by cumming without His permission. However, He wasn’t going to let me. I took the opposite one. We both started soaping up.We took our time, watching each other as we lathered up, massaging and caressing our arms and shoulders and chests and hips and thighs, then soaping up our cocks and balls, watching as our cocks lengthened and rose. Matt stepped across the gap to my stall, took my hands in his and pressed his body against mine. Backing me against the wall, grinding his rigid cock against mine, he brought his lips close to my ear and said, “You see how it all. My hands went down on breasts and I rubbed and massaged hermagnificent chest. She had two big areolae with large erect nipples onthe ends that were very sensitive.Kirsten reached down and wrapped both her hands around my cock. Sheslowly guided me into her awaiting pussy. I rubbed her tits and poundedmy meat into her cunt while she grabbed onto the sheets and threw herhead back in ecstasy. “Oh yeah fuck me hard! Fuck me yeah fuck me! Ohyes I love it hard!”I removed my hands from her. I was just as excited as Bill was now. I had studied the mighty Mississippi in school, seen pictures showing this huge body of water, at some places close to a mile wide. I was so disappointed when we actually crossed over it. The river appeared to be about half a mile wide but in the middle of the city did not seem very impressive. What was more interesting was that we were just outside of Busch Stadium, the home of the Cardinals, and if we looked north we could see the Gateway Arch.When we.