“Mmmmmm,” Lisa hummed, her mouth full of pussy. Obviously she didn’t care if she got Holly off with tongue or with dildo, and neither did Holly. It was fuckin’ A, no matter which method Lisa chose.

Like a squirmy snake, Lisa’s tongue shot up Holly’s puss, and Holly. knew that it was a question of seconds now. She held her breath, if only to’ keep from screaming like a banshee, and then Lisa began to slide the buzzing vibrator up the inside of Holly’s left leg, moving it inexorably toward the cunt she was already gobbling like a starving cannibal. When the tip of the vibrator slid north of Holly’s knee, there was no chance of putting on the brakes.

“Aaaaaaiiiiieeeee!!” Holly screeched, – grabbing her friend's head. She pulled Lisa’s face into her crotch and began to fuck that pretty face with her creaming cunt, and it was definitely one of the better showers they’d taken together. Definitely.

The water was still running, but the vibrator had been turned off and tossed onto the bathmat outside as Lisa and Holly stood kissing and petting inside the shower. They’d washed one another’s hair (top and bottom), and they were both squeaky clean and, if they stayed in the water much longer, they’d be wrinkled as prunes for life. “C’mon,” Holly giggled, trying to break free of Lisa.

“Anyway, I have to pee.”

Lisa smirked. “You know what Lenny Bruce said one time? ‘A schmuck is a guy who gets out of the shower to take a piss.” And to underscore the quotation, she took a step back, put a finger on each side ‘of her gash, spread it open, and let go a spray of urine that splattered round Holly’s feet.

“Ooooohhhh, you nasty bitch!” Holly giggled, jumping back. But she watched Lisa pissing and thought, what the hell? She fingered her own cunny lips then, and unleashed her piss too, and it mingled with Lisa’s on the floor of the shower before swirling down the drain.