In one stroke, Rhett nestled inside of Anna’s folds before retreating. When the shower curtain was ripped open, Anna jumped with shock to see her boyfriend joining her. “You just love doing that to me, don’t you?!” she exclaimed once Rhett pulled his lips away from hers, her prickled skin rising against her lover’s taut flesh. His hips bucked forward as he felt his throbbing limb cooled by his lover’s tongue. For a few minutes, the fire in her loins grew along with his hardening cock before she let him free from her mouth with an audible pop. “Rhett,” she whimpered as his nimble fingers tweaked her nipples, making them hard as pebbles, “let me finish this shower and I promise that you can fuck me and do whatever you want afterwards.”
Rhett stood up and brushed his lips against her before agreeing to wait. Her mind played out how hard Rhett’s tool would be as she stroked him, how she would rub his pre-cum around the tip of his cock before leaning down to lick from the
