In the shower, I'm driving myself in Roz's mouth as though her mouth and throat are her pussy.

When I go into the bathroom door I don't see Roz. I wonder were she is, but don't look fot her. I jump in the tub and start to shampoo my hair. In the mean time, a wicked thought crosses Roz's mind. Shall she? Her dress falls to the floor, to be rapidly joined by her shoes, pantyhose and her bra. She carefully opens the door, slowly, trying not to let any sudden change in temperature warn me. Good, if Roz is very careful she can sneak in. Wonderful. I have my back to the water stream and my eyes closed as my fingers work the shampoo into my hair. Roz slips in, her fingers start to reach for my completely erect cock. She smothers a giggle as she wonders if I'm thinking about her. She stops before she touches me, an even more daring idea coming to her. Since I still have not realized her presence she wants to give me the greatest surprise she can. Roz sinks to her knees, her head darts forward. In one swift motion, she plungs her lips over my cock, sucking deeply as she captures my entire length into her mouth.

My reaction is all she can have hoped for and more. I give a strangled yell, my eyes pop open and I frantically look down. In the next moment I yell "Roz!" and "What a big surprice!". Grabbing my hips to hold me steady, she begins to slide her lips up and down the length of my cock. When only the helmet remains in her lips she takes an instant to lick the slit. Then she plungs my shaft back down inside her wet, warm mouth until she feels him fully in. Roz sucks hard, her cheeks hollowing from the **** of her suction. My cock rises to meet her efforts. She releases my cock long enough to suck my balls. Then my hands are on top of her head, guiding her eager mouth back to my rigid cock. The warm water cascades all over us. She begins to bob her head, taking more of my shaft into her mouth with each down stroke. My hands drop on her head, my fingers running through her wet hair. Roz releases me and leans back. She is holding my balls cupped in her left hand and continues to stroke them lightly as she looks up. "So you like it?" "Oh my God, Roz. Its so good I'm soon going over the edge." I blush slightly through the steam. "I want to grab your head and just fuck your mouth. But I don't want forcing you."

"Staafje?" When I look back down, she grins. "Fuck away, big boy." Roz takes my cock back into her mouth and pushes her head forward, gobbling all she can. With a deep moan, I return my hands to her head. I hold her in a firm grip as my hips begin to slowly rock back and forth. Each time I push forward she tries to meet me with a quick dip of her head. My cock works its way farther and farther down her mouth, touching the back of her throat. It throbs in her mouth. She meets my next thrust with a head slam, feeling me lodge in her throat. My hips heave forward, driving myself in as though her mouth and throat are her pussy. I ram her head against me until her nose hit my groin and my balls slap against her chin. I feel my rock hard cock begins to swell. Roz squeezes my balls, her other hand buries between her legs. That hand blurs as she whips her clit, bringing her to the point of orgasm even as she hears me cry out wildly. "Roz, oh God, I'm cumming." My pulsating cock fills her mouth and with one last effort I slam forward until the head pops completely into her throat. An explosion of cum runs down her throat. Whether she wants to swallow or not is moot. There is ****. She gulps frantically, trying to keep pace with the flow of my salty cream, and still be able to breath. At the same time her masturbating fingers bring her to her own orgasm.

Then we finally calm down, we take turns scrubbing each other. Mingled with kisses and the occasional squeeze, we finally run the hot water out. We dress fetchingly in matching towels and head for Mark.