Quickly she reached over and turned off the water. He couldn’t handle himself anymore. He slowly watched his beta bathe herself from an unseen corner of the bathroom. As Kristopher entered his wife’s chambers, he heard the shower going and soft moans emanating from the washroom. Her hands froze staying where they were; she sighed and relaxed when she saw Kristopher. He wished to hunt with them as he hadn’t seen them since yesterday morning. His enormous manhood slammed into her again and again, as he reached around and started attacking her clit with his fingers. He moaned softly into her mouth, starting to fondle her breasts with his free hand, playing with each of her sensitive nipples, not once breaking his rhythm, even increasing it. She groaned as the water hit her full on the clit.
