Let her be upset, I don’ give a fuck.”Then out of nowhere, she fumbled out the words “…can I…ummm…CAN I FUCK YOU?”My reaction was pricel...ess.“I wha?... You?... But I… I mean, like, Are you…? … Can you, just…it’s like…dude, what the f--…can we, ummm… fuck, I…mmmmbblmrrmnn…”I stumbled around for a while trying to find something to say…meanwhile Cindy, with a sultry look in her eyes, glided sensually through the water, over to my side.Her eyes were locked on my face, intent on devouring me. She. Finally she needed a show after her day. First waking up completely aroused trying to masturbate and can’t get anywhere. Then she tried masturbating in the show and still nothing. No orgasm. She was foaming at the mouth by the time she got to the gym. She worked out and then tried to masturbate in the special shower but no orgasm. Jesus what was happening to her how was it possible she could sit there and masturbate three separate times to no orgasm talk about blue balls. Was it possible for a. Where there should have been a look of pleasure on his beautiful face, there was instead a look of hard concentration as he studied my facial expression, presumably in an attempt to asses my level of discomfort. This felt wrong to me. I wanted him to enjoy it as much as I, not to see him focussing all of his attention on what I was feeling. I could tell by the look on his face that what I said next took him by surprise.“You know Gabriel,” I said, “I’m a very bad boy, and you should know that. "Have you been hiding a beautiful cock from me? I could have used you in my rotation."Amanda undid my belt and pants. I lifted my hips to give her space to pull down the pants. She took the underwear down too."Oh God! You could have been my whole rotation!" Her hand stood my dick straight up.She looked up at me. "I'm sorry! I was going to suck it, but..."Amanda's breathing was ragged. She stood up and undid her pants. Her movements to push her pants and panties down her legs were desperate. I.