Joey began to sensuously lather her body with soap as the shower massaged her back. She didn't hear her cousin Gianni use the key in the flower pot to let himself in. He was hot and tired from the long motorcycle ride, and the sound of the shower running sounded good. It wouldn't be the first time he and Joey had showered together.
Gianni shucked off his riding leathers, and tossed them on the sofa. He strutted naked into Joey's room to grab a towel from the closet as Joey's tiny apartment didn't have a separate linen cupboard. Entering the room Gianni sees the shiny medallion laying on Joey's bed next to his disgarded running gear.
Gianni picks it up and remarks, "I bet that I'll get lucky tonight. It's been three months since I got laid. I bet here in the city, I'll find a woman who'll be my willing love slave. Yeah, that would be great. But first I need to wash off."
He walked into the steamy bathroom, and stepped into the shower, saying, "Move over, Joey. Here's Gianni, and I's got to make myself clean for the hot chicks---whoa, mama! You a friend of Joey's, hot stuff?" His cock rises as the tall buxom woman turns to face him. The expression on her face is surprise, confusion, and something else. Gianni's cock starts to rise to the occaision.
Joey's mind is caught in the midst of a massive argument. "I never realized how hot Gianni is!" "He's my cousin, I can't!" "We're both guys, we can't!" "He doesn't know I'm Joey! "He thinks I'm a hot chick!" "Man, his cock is big. I wonder what it would feel like..."