Amy's pussy throbbed as she thought about Cindy watching her. She closed her eyes again, hoping Cindy hadn't noticed. She stroked her slit slowly, letting her arousal build again. She spread her legs wider in what she hoped looked like a natural manner. With each stroke she flicked her exposed clit. She let out a whimper. She opened her eyes just enough to see but not enough to be obviously noticed. To Amy's surprise, Cindy had undressed and put one foot up on the bench against the shower wall. Amy could see Cindy's juices dripping down her bare thight. She almost stopped to stare, but she knew she had to continue. She slipped one finger inside herself, brushing it gently against the inner walls of her pussy. She furiously rammed in another two. Cindy's fingers were pumping her own pussy in time to Amy's thrusts. Cindy reached orgasm before Amy. |