The lube has done its work and your fingers slide in. I am still not sure what I think of this sensation. I feel my ass trying to grasp against you, t...he strong muscle doing its work. You continue to finger fuck my ass, obviously becoming more and more excited. You are muttering to yourself quietly, calling me your fuck toy, your ass bitch. I love the knowledge that you are enjoying it so much. You pull your fingers out and I know what will be going in my ass next. I feel you change positions –. With one mind Rocky and I stood up, walked to the shower and got in, she said nothing. Just laughed silently, I stepped against her and pinned her to the wall as I kiss her fiercely, my thigh was pressed against her sex as she pressed herself against me, feeling bad for my friend I stepped back and pushed her into his arms, while they kissed I guided my friends member between her moist folds, sliding him into her as she stroked me, pretty soon the water got cold so I decided we take this to the. It might just be that yours never were attached. I need to get the plumber; the stall is definitely plumbed for them, but they might not have been installed. There are stainless steel plates running around the shower, at waist level? Your shower head goes into a plate?”“Yes.”“I guess I never looked in there. I’m sorry. I’ll have to get the plumber.”“I’d imagine that just to start, you have a discreet plumber, who knows generally what you do.”“Right. I think I see where you’re going. We are. “I’m sure you have,” she replied.“I suppose ... they don’t wear it on their sleeves.”They walked further. “Look,” she said, “Hand-blown glass.”“They close off the street on Saturdays and set up this marketplace. There’s a farmers’ market at the end of the block, if you want to look for some fresh produce.”“This vase is beautiful ... but out of my price range.”They strolled among the vendor stalls. Logan nudged Alex and pointed. “Look — Ad Astra.”“Gourmet Italian restaurant,” Alex remarked,.