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later, the message came.
    Use your right hand and touch yourself.
    Amanda’s fingers then moved between her legs, feeling the silky skin of her most erotic spot.  Her middle finger took full control, gently rubbing left to right, opening her labia.  When she touched her hole, feeling its tender pulse, she cried out again.  Dammit, she wanted Alexander there, in the shower, right then.
    She started to penetrate herself, the tip of her finger making small circles, opening herself when another message came through.
    Don’t stop.
    The message bothered Amanda and she used her left hand to grab the phone and reply.
    I need you.  I need you Alexander.  I’m all yours.  Please.  I need you.
    It was desperate and that was okay.  Amanda was desperate.  Hopelessly desperate.  She stood in the shower of a billionaire with the middle finger on her right hand circling the inside of her warm vagina. 
    What more could she do to prove how desperate she was?
    What did Alexander Porter want?
    His next message would be more of a final message to Amanda, clear and to the point.
    Dear sweet Mandy – when you come, I’ll come.
    Amanda knew exactly what that message implied and since her finger was already halfway inside of herself, she went along with it. 
    The first thing she did was turn and place her back against the wall of the shower.  She’d need to brace herself because the thought of Alexander watching her touch herself certainly made the notion of an intense orgasm possible.  The next thing she did was reach up and turn the shower head, making sure the water could still spray her body. 
    Then came the really fun part…
    Amanda closed her eyes and pictured Alexander Porter’s naked, muscular body.  She lifted her finger hard into her herself, going as deep as should could reach.  When she pulled out, a wet warm mess followed and she went right back inside.  This time she tested a second finger, opening herself more… for herself to enjoy. 
    Now with two fingers, the pressure grew and so did the pleasure.  In her mind it wasn’t her fingers, pumping in and out of her tender hole, it was Alexander’s fingers.  She could see him… one hand against the wall of the shower, staying a few inches away from her body.  His hand between her legs, his fingers working her moist spot with perfection.  Moving at the perfect pace, not too hard and certainly not too soft.  The perfect pace that kept her pleasure growing. 
    Amanda started to thrust herself as she dug her fingers deeper.  She twisted her fingers and tried to make circles, stretching her deep cave.  She moaned and then sighed when she heard her voice echoing against the sound of the rushing water.  She could smell Alexander now, her small nose able to memorize his powerful smell.  The wild mix between musk and man.
    “Oh,” she whispered.  “Oh yes…”
    Her pointer finger came into the picture now, rubbing along her sensitive labia.  As she curled her pointer finger up, she exposed her delicate clitoris.  With just one flick of her finger matched with her two other fingers moving in and out, Amanda felt a rush inside herself.  An orgasmic rush.
    Her body jerked forward.  She moved to her tip toes as her back pressed hard against the shower wall.  She rocked her body, staring down now, watching as she pleasured herself.  She could see everything, her pink skin, her labia curled, bloomed like a fresh flower. 
    As her fingers started to move faster, her pointer finger did the same.  She pressed on her clit and rubbed hard and fast.  The connection of the movements coming from just one hand helped Amanda as she began to reach her climax. 
      She bit her lip so hard at one point she tasted a little bit of blood.  Her hair was soaked, heavy, sticking to her shoulders and just above her breasts.  The muscles in the back of her legs were aching from being on her toes and from thrusting.  The more she reached climax, the more the rest of her