This time, I directed it right between my legs and UMMMMMMMMMMMMMM, that’s it! Summertime. Hot xxx I knew I’d let out a groan, a big one. What if the water was going up inside me? Unfortunately, our shower didn’t have an attachment on it – the water came directly from the shower head. It had worked. I’d control my groans of pleasure, biting my lip and trying to make it look like I was intensely laughing about something in the yard. Feeling completely drained, sapped of energy, my legs hardly able to hold me up, I staggered over to the hose spigot and turned the water off. Water, water everywhere. I was determined to get my satisfaction one way or another. Or that hoses in general brought magical feelings and delights. The spasms that washed over me almost caused me to feel like
