"Do you really want to fuck now, Janice? We're right in the middle of the party. Our guests will miss us."

"Shit on the guests, Dan Wilson. They're the ones who made me so horny.

I've never seen such naughty goings-on in my whole life. And I've never been goosed so many times in one evening, either. So listen, my tall dark and handsome husband, either you stick your big prick in my pussy right now, or I'll go back downstairs and find someone who will."

"Okay, okay. But do we have to fuck in the shower?"

"Why in the hell not?"

He didn't have a response for that, so when the water warmed up enough, they stepped into the stall and closed the curtain. Steam rose up all around them, while a steady stream of water sprayed their naked bodies.

They embraced immediately, and their lips came together with such passion that Janice began moaning almost at once.

Her tongue explored his, licking and caressing with abandon. Then she reached deeper to taste the root of his tongue. In no time her head was spinning, and her knees were wobbly.

His chest hairs scratched her big tits as she pressed into him. His cock-hairs tickled her thighs. With her desire now at its peak, she sank slowly to her knees and brought her eager tongue all the way down to her husband's stiff cock.

"Oh, yeah," Dan said, wiping sopping-wet strands of yellow hair away from her mouth, "that's what I need. Suck me good, Janice."

With shower water beating against her shoulders and back, the big blonde began flicking her tongue at her husband's cock-head. The swollen bulb was like hard rubber-pulsating hard rubber. Its piss-slit oozed a drop of jizz. Janice snatched up the drop of jizz before the water could wash it away; then she reached for more.

She flicked her tongue again and again, striking Dan's piss-hole with abandon. She found another drop of jizz…and another…and still another, gulping each down as soon as she had gathered it. Dan had to hold onto her shoulders to keep himself steady.