I looked inside and there she was, naked, in the shower looking right back at me, but she didn’t stop showering. Her shower curtain was clear, so it... was obvious what I was looking at. Her boobs were hug and sopping wet covered in soap, and she was touching herself, one hand on her tit, the other in her pussy. She was stroking herself softly, which startled the hell out of me. It made me run back into her room and sit on the opposite side of the room.My mind was racing; I couldn’t believe what. .”Other commented,“chuchi to chuchi, randi kaa gaand dekha, uff kaisee kadak kadak kasi huee chuchi hai….Uff kya gajab kee chaal hai…”Third one, youngest one said ,“chalo ..Aaj saali kaa rape karte hai…maine abhi tak kisee maal ko nanga bhee nahi dekha…Other ,“maatherchod, apni maa ko chod , gaand maar ..Rape kaa naam bhi liya to khade khade maalkin 10 saal ke liye jail bhijwa degi…tujhe nahi ye kitni kadak hai..Jungli billi hai…”She did not hear any of their comments which was usual after. I was on fire.Just before I came I looked over and saw that she was stroking her own rigid dick. It was shaved, but it was every bit as big as mine and as I came in her mouth with loud grunts of passion I saw her dick spew hot sticky cum in an arch out onto the dashboard of my car.Needless to say I was in shock. I pulled the car over at an over-look by the ocean. The wind was up and big fat drops of rain beat against the windshield of my car. I sat there trying to catch my breath from the best. "Her eyes widened, but she managed not to look at Miss Malone again."Is that what Elizabeth is doing here?" she asked quietly."She was the one you were indiscrete with," I reminded her.Silence stretched out for a minute as Miss Stone strained to get a couple of moves ahead of me."You have pictures of Elizabeth and me?" she asked."That's rather gothic," I said smirking. "Blackmail?" Why else would Elizabeth be here?" Miss Stone asked with anger slipping into her voice."Interesting," I said and.