Her nipples were throbbing and erect, and the sensation of his mouth between her legs was enough to make her spread her thighs and offer him her sweet cunt.  Her fingers wrapped in his hair and she drew him into her, into the wetness.  She kept them mostly out of the stream of water, as she didn't want him to drown, and her moans echoed through the stall.<br/><br/>Katrina could no longer reach his cock, could no longer give him the same pleasure he was giving her, but he'd put her in a place of euphoria she couldn't snap herself out of.<br/><br/>"Why do you think he's just... leaving us alone, not making us do other stuff?  Not directing us?" she asked him, though breathless.