Jane Fox - Swapping secretary

"Let's take a shower," Cora giggled. "Then we'll come back and pick up those two. I think they've got some unfinished business to take care of, from the size of that prick Bill's wearing."

Carole shook her head and laughed. She looked over at Bill's huge cock and licked her lips. Her eyes were still glazed but she was looking at Bill's cock hungrily, all the same.

As Cora and Roy closed the bedroom door they saw Carole's head lower to Bill's mammoth prick. Bill had his eyes closed in delight.

Carole giggled as Bill climbed in the shower with her. Bill was turning out to be quite a stud. He certainly wanted to try everything.

"You'd better stop it," she laughed as he made a grab for her titties. "If we start fooling around in here, we'll drown."

Bill just laughed and turned on the water, full-force. It splashed over their bodies and ran down in streams. It was hot and steamy and it felt like they were standing in the middle of a hot, tropical rain.

"I'll do you and then you can do me," Bill said. He grabbed the bar of soap and lathered his hands until they were covered with soapy foam. Then he started massaging and soaping her wet, glistening body thoroughly.

Carole giggled again. It felt so good. His hands were slippery and every place he touched, tickled. She shivered and moved closer so he could reach her better.

He started at her ankles, working his way up her smooth legs and thighs, paying particular attention to her shimmering, slippery asscheeks. He firmly kneaded her smooth, quivering globes, not missing an inch of her beautiful ass.

Then he worked on her back, giving her an expert backrub with her soapy hands until she was leaning back against him, completely relaxed. He put his hands on her shoulders and turned her around to face him. Their bodies slipped together and locked in a slippery, wet embrace.

Carole gasped as she felt the pole of his hard cock, jutting up between their joined bodies. He was hard as a rock again. Bill had come twice and he was hard again. She couldn't believe it. For once, she was going to get all the cock that she wanted.

He lowered his head to hers. His lips came down and pressed against lien, gently at first, and then harder as she moved up closer to him and ground her pussy against his throbbing hard cock.

She moved her pussy in circles, brushing up against his cock and grinding her hips against his. She met the thrust of his tongue and her pussy moved frantically against his cock, trying to get him to slip inside her steaming cunt.

She couldn't seem to capture his prick, though. Just when she thought that it would surely slip into her waiting pussy, it slipped away from her again. It just wouldn't work. They were too soapy. Bill pulled away from her and picked up the soap again. He rubbed it between his hands and reached out for her round, creamy titties. He squeezed and rubbed, grasping hard and then laughing as her titties bounced away from his fingers. They were so slippery he couldn't hold onto them, but he tried anyway and she giggled as they popped away from him.

Bill, moved her over until the rushing stream of water splattered against her titties. It poured down and rinsed her slippery, sensitive titties, caressing them hotly, cascading down her belly to her bushy beaver below. It felt hot and nice and Carole sighed happily. She felt wonderful.

Then Bill leaned forward and sucked her throbbing nipple into his mouth. He bit and chewed until Carole thought she would go crazy with lust. Her pussy creamed and trembled and her hard little clit stuck straight out in sympathetic delight. Every time Bill bit down on her pebble-stiff nipple, she felt an answering thrill in her pussy. Her little clit seemed to be directly connected with her throbbing nipples, giving her double thrills from Bill's tittie-sucking.

"Ooooh, I can feel that clear down in my pussy," she groaned as Bill gave her other tittie the same treatment. "Every time you suck my nipples my cunt creams."

Bill laughed and picked up the soap. "Let's see how you like this," he grinned.

He ran his hands lightly over her flat belly, inching lower and rubbing in stow large circles. Then he came to the fuzzy mound of her beaver and he soaped her pussy hair thoroughly. He combed his fingers through every strand of silky hair, coming nearer and nearer to her stiff little clit with every stroke.

Carole shuddered wildly. She wanted him to soap her pussy too. She could hardly wait to feel his soapy fingers on her delicate pussy flesh. It was a good thing they were in the shower because her pussy was creaming so much that she would have soaked abed in no time at all.

Bill parted the curly hair of her cuntal mound and began to lightly touch the delicate fold of tender flesh on her puffy cuntlips.

"Aaaah," Carole groaned. At last he was touching her pussy. It was so wonderful she shook all over with delight. His fingers were so slippery and light that it felt like butterfly wings were beating against the tender pink cuntflesh.

"Touch me here, Bill," she demanded and grabbed his hand, pressing it tightly to her throbbing clit. "Play with my clitty, Bill. I just bye that."

Bill wiggled her clit with his finger. He pushed it faster and faster, back and forth until Carole was quivering with lust. Then he jammed his finger into her creaming pussy mouth and she almost fainted with joy. First one finger, then two and finally three of his fingers were plunging wetly into her spasming cunthole, sending ripples of delight through her body and making her legs tremble so much she could hardly stand up.

Bill reached up and raised the showerhead, directing the stream of water higher until it splashed against her titties. It beat down on her throbbing nipples, making them stand straight up and quiver with excitement.

Carole screamed noisily. The stream of water felt so wonderful. That and Bill's fingers in her pussy combined to make her head spin with horny sensations. She felt her pussy cream wetly, gushing out over Bill's plunging fingers and sweet thrills shot through her body.

Then Bill reached up for the showerhead again. He lowered it in a steady motion letting the water rush over her waist and then center on the silky bush of her trembling beaver.

Carole gasped as she felt the hot water beat against her furry cuntal mound. It drenched the silky hair with a steady stream beating down, and her puffy cuntlips began to open to the rushing stream of water.

"I think you're going to like this," Bill murmured softly. Then he positioned her body until she was directly in front of the rushing stream of water.

Carole gasped as she felt his finger pulling apart her, bloated pussylips. He was behind her now, steadying her with his body and reaching around in front of her to spread open her pussy.

Then he took her hands in his and forced her to spread her own pussy. "Keep it open nice and wide," he commanded. "This is going to be a real kick."

Carole did as he asked. She spread her pussy open wide so that her whole crimson cuntslit was exposed to the needle-sharp spray of water.

"God!" she gasped with delight. The water was beating against her erect clit, batting it around and sending sharp thrills of pleasure through her pussy. Her little joy button was sticking straight up and shaking with passion. The water was playing with her clitty in a new and exciting way. It felt absolutely fantastic.

Bill reached up and adjusted the width and strength of the stream of water again, watching her face closely to see which particular pressure gave her the most pleasure. Then he turned it on full-force so that the sharp stream jetted against her protruding clit, sending her into such tremors of ecstasy that she could hardly stand.

The warm water felt like an exquisite tongue, licking and batting her joy button. It pushed her clit this way and that, sending intense waves of pleasure through her whole body. She moved forward toward the delightful stream of water, drinking it up with her open pussy, reveling in the thrills that swept through her hungry cunt.