It was quite snug inside the small shower stall with three of them, two of which were not entirely petite grays. Luckily, Cleo was little and didn't take up too much room. Beretta could tell she was still tired from her... ordeal that day but it still seemed as if she was finding some entertainment in being close to the two grays.<br/><br/>Cleo's hand closed more tightly around Carth's cock and she turned to look Beretta in the eye. "You're still my girl though, right?" she asked with a half smile even as she began gently stroking Carth's hardening manhood.<br/><br/>"Always," Beretta said as a hand came up to cup Cleo's cheek, leaning in for a kiss. She withdrew rather quickly though, wiping her mouth. "Girl... You got cock breath."<br/><br/>Cleo laughed. "Look who's talking, bitch," she said as she slapped Beretta's glistening ass. Both women leaned their heads back, gargling water and spitting, then laughed as they looked at Carth.<br/><br/>He'd begun caressing Cleo's arm, squeezing Beretta's ass. This was rapidly turning into something more than a simple shower. It was too bad they were all a little tired. Beretta leaned into Carth's chest, her hand sliding between his legs to massage his balls while Cleo continued stroking him. "Don't break her, Carth, or I'll break you," she said sweetly into his ear.