rocking in a jungle rhythm as the clever spray anointed tissues still tender from sex yet aching for another round with Sam.
She stepped into the wall, pressing her breasts to the cool granite—
The contrast of ice and heat nearly made her scream.
The room filled with music, and she realized it wasn't in her head but outside it, from speakers she couldn't see. She swiveled her hips side to side taking in the jungle beat stirring her blood, making her so very hungry…
At last the shower door opened. Cool air washed her backside, a compelling contrast to the heat bathing her inner thighs, her sensitive tissues…
"Sam," she moaned. "Take me. Come inside me—"
He neared, and his body heat scorched all along her back, her buttocks, her thighs…
"Not yet," he growled, his big, hard, hot body pressing her against the granite. "Hold still," he ordered.
As if she could move with him pinning her.
His hard shaft pressed between the cheeks of her ass but ever so maddeningly still outside.
"Sam…" Her moan was guttural. She wanted him desperately. Needed him to put out the fire inside her.
"Not…yet…" His hot breath seared her throat.
Then he blindfolded her.
She couldn't help a little gasp.
A rub of her ass over his groin, so thick and hot and hard…
He stepped back. "Don't move."
A whisk of cool air, and he left.
She waited spread-eagled for him to return, wondering what surprises he had in store.
Very soon the door opened again and hands gripped her thighs.
But they weren't Sam's hands, she would swear it. "Wha—"
Before she could get the question out, a face was buried between the cheeks of her ass, spearing her asshole, rimming it, then gliding down to thrust into her pussy.
Her hips started rocking before she could speak.
Whoever this was backed her away from the wall, pulled carefully but insistently at her hips while pushing her head forward and down.
And burying his face between her legs from behind.
Then another body moved in front of her, a hand digging into her hair and pulling her head up.
"Wha—"
Then she had a mouth full of cock.
And something tiny and metallic scraped over the roof of her mouth as he thrust.
Deep.
When he withdrew, she dragged her tongue over his shaft and found it. There, just below the head.
A small shaft with rounded ends.
I want that.
I'll get you a pierced dick.
Oh, Sam…
She moved her arms to grasp the shaft—
Hand locked around her wrists, keeping her arms spread wide.
The mouth between her legs bit down on her clit.
Dani bucked and screamed against the penis crowding her throat.
The mouth left suddenly.
A cock replaced it with a fast, hard shove.
Her back arched, even as she thrust her ass in the air, trying to take more of him.
Holy hell, he was thick. Sam was big, but this guy stretched her to the limit. Every inch of her walls was being massaged by this huge dick.
The one in her mouth withdrew suddenly, and the man still inside her turned her, bringing her two steps to the left. His arm banded her beneath her breasts—
The spray from below hit her engorged, stretched pussy—
She went off like a rocket.
But he never stopped pounding into her. Her knees gave way, but he held her in place, groaning as he worked himself inside her, holding her at the waist when she would have collapsed.
A mouth began to lick its way up over her ankle, up the inside of her legs. Then her foot was cradled in one hand, and he licked over her arch, winding up sucking her big toe.
Dani exploded again. Began to fall.
Swiftly, a male form pressed to her front while the one behind her continued his steady strokes.
Sandwiched between two hard bodies, one hard cock pulsing against her belly while another one stroked her pussy and the jet bathed them both—
The man in front of her pressed his cock between her legs, gliding across the one that was thrusting inside her, bestowing friction over her folds, the metal bar nipping at tender tissues and shooting
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