Stepping under the hot water, I started thinking of my afternoon with Mr. Peterson and soon was massaging my breasts under the water. I moaned a litt...le as I pinched one of my nipples and moved my other hand to my clit. The hot water running down my breasts and stomach felt amazing. I moaned a little louder as I stuck a few fingers into my slit. I moved my other hand to my clit and imagined it was Mr. Peterson doing this to me. My breathing got heavier and soon I felt my orgasm rushing through. Just to remind Jon how much he enjoyed her, Mireille opens her legs and shrugs open her dressing gown to reveal her Brazilian and very erect nipples.They make eye contact without saying a word as Jan takes Jon’s cock into her mouth. “A few weeks ago I was watching you do that to his huge cock. How do you feel watching someone else have him?” I taunt Mireille. 
Without saying a word she positions me, kneels in front of me, opens my gown, and takes my hard cock into her mouth so that Jon can. "Lexi, don't step on the floors I just got done mopping them." She scorned. For some reason, this sent a wave of pleasure through my body.But I suppose it would to anybody, considering how erotically gorgeous Risa was. She stood at only 5'3 but that didn't matter. Her lusciously tan skin and taunt breasts made up for what her hight didn't supply. Her lips stayed at a permanent pout and her eyes screamed "fuck my brains out"Maybe they would get what they wanted. "Hi, gorgeous. I missed you so. After a brief glance to check no one was around to ask awkward questions I hefted her up and padded through my still open door back into my apartment. Laying her on the sofa I locked the door and briefly changed out of my soaking socks. I only had one bed, but she deserved it more than me so I carried her through and lay her down. I stripped off her wet clothes. My apartment wasn’t the warmest in the world and I didn’t want her catching hypothermia. Fortunately she was wearing a full compliment.