Shower Pleasure

Tammy had her back to the front right corner of the shower. Her right hand had a solid grasp on the pole of the shower. Normally that wouldn’t surprise me, but seeing her pussy lips parted by her index finger and ring finger of her left hand was something I’ve never seen her do before.

Tammy didn’t know that I was able to watch her preparing herself for some water pleasuring. I wasn’t going to lie, I sat upright, my right hand traversing my cock faster. In my head, you little darling, if I was there you wouldn’t have to get off on your fingers and water!

Tammy must have sensed my thoughts because she lowered herself into a squatting position, her back against the tiles and the head of her shower massage head in her right hand, spraying a constant stream up into her pussy. She was moaning as the combination of the water and her fingers penetrated her pussy.

“That’s it Tammy, do it just like that for me!” my hand was going up and down faster than usual, I could feel the build-up of my cum. Then I lost it and seconds later Tammy stood up, gripped the shower tube and turned into the wall and made the most darling climax face I've seen her make before.

Tammy made sure the water was shut off before gingerly stepping out of the shower, going over to the toilet and taking a seat. Damn good thing I was sitting in a chair on castors. I pushed back and barely got away from the desk before I shot cum up and over the floor between the chair and the desk top.

Mike the morning man never understood why I have a plastic covering over the keyboard, but if he had been here, he would fully understand. After all, how do you explain to someone how cum got between the keys, frying the circuit underneath the keys!

I sat there for five minutes getting my pulse back down and wondering what i was going to view next?