her body.
“That feels good,” she said,
closing her eyes, her skin sucking up all the warmth the hot water had to
offer.
“What about this?” Bran said, his
voice light and teasing. Denny gasped and stiffened when that harsh stream of
water hit one of her generous breasts, then moved on to the other. It tingled
against her nipples, and she felt that familiar pleasure begin to rise up
again. It welled up inside her like a geyser; she feel the pressure building
once again, a pressure that she longed for and loved.
Bran chuckled and brought the
shower head lower now, so it sprayed against her belly, making her flesh ripple
and twist. Then he brought it even lower, so it splashed against her inner
thighs. She shivered at that feeling. He felt so good.
“How does that feel, gorgeous?” he
murmured into her ear. As he spoke, his free hand also lingered downwards,
urging her to spread her legs so he could tease her more thoroughly with that
powerful shower head. Denny could barely hear his whispered words above the
hiss of the hot shower, but she shuddered at them, pressing her body back and
against him. He was hard again, and his cock was like a hot iron rod against
her wonderfully large ass. He was amazing.
He thrust against her once, then
twice, but then returned his attention to her pleasure. His nimble fingers
spread her outer labia apart, and he guided the hot blast of the shower head
against her pussy. It felt overwhelming – hot water gushed everywhere,
overloading her senses with pleasure. She could feel her climax building and
climbing quickly. If he didn't stop, she was going to come yet again.
But he did stop. With a chuckle,
he pulled the head away. Denny groaned in need and lustily grabbed for the
head, but he only tutted and whipped it behind her.
“Naughty girl,” he said, a smile
playing around his lips. “I knew from the moment I saw you that you loved
coming. How would you feel if I didn't let you?”
She whimpered at the very thought
as her cunt pulsed hotly. Would he really deny her? He couldn't. She
throbbed and ached, her engorged pussy almost uncomfortable in its fullness.
She needed release.
And Bran gave it to her. It seemed
he only wanted to tease her before the grand finale, for he was on her again
with the shower head, spreading her lips apart and letting the water blast
every inch of her hyper-sensitive folds and aching clit. Denny tensed up at
the swift movement and sudden sensation. It was too much for her, simply too
much. Her climax rushed up on her with the intensity of a freight train,
roaring through her body with an unquenchable fire. She gasped and shook, and
Bran quickly grabbed her and stabilized her, supporting her through her intense
orgasm.
Finally, she calmed down, and he
pulled the shower head away. She could still feel fire pooling through her
veins as her cunt clenched in the most pleasurable way. Brain held her, and
she turned her head, pressing it against his hard chest, savoring the feeling
his hot skin against her cheek, listening for the sharp rhythm of his heart
beat.
His cock still pressed against her,
but he seemed oddly calm.
“There, pet,” he murmured, letting
the shower head wash against her thick thighs, then her belly once more. “I
had a feeling you needed that.”
“Oh I did. I did. Thank you.”
“No need to thank me,” he smiled.
“It truly was my pleasure.”
They finished their shower
together, lathering each other up with soap. Bran moaned softly at her touch,
and she helped him through another climax of his own, gripping and pumping his
mammoth of a cock with her small hand, squeezing it as tightly as she could.
After he came, they left the
shower.
“I can't possibly let you go home
in this state,” he said softly as he pulled a thick cotton robe around her. It
didn't fit her as well as it could have, since it was his, but it helped her
retain the warmth from
“That feels good,” she said,
closing her eyes, her skin sucking up all the warmth the hot water had to
offer.
“What about this?” Bran said, his
voice light and teasing. Denny gasped and stiffened when that harsh stream of
water hit one of her generous breasts, then moved on to the other. It tingled
against her nipples, and she felt that familiar pleasure begin to rise up
again. It welled up inside her like a geyser; she feel the pressure building
once again, a pressure that she longed for and loved.
Bran chuckled and brought the
shower head lower now, so it sprayed against her belly, making her flesh ripple
and twist. Then he brought it even lower, so it splashed against her inner
thighs. She shivered at that feeling. He felt so good.
“How does that feel, gorgeous?” he
murmured into her ear. As he spoke, his free hand also lingered downwards,
urging her to spread her legs so he could tease her more thoroughly with that
powerful shower head. Denny could barely hear his whispered words above the
hiss of the hot shower, but she shuddered at them, pressing her body back and
against him. He was hard again, and his cock was like a hot iron rod against
her wonderfully large ass. He was amazing.
He thrust against her once, then
twice, but then returned his attention to her pleasure. His nimble fingers
spread her outer labia apart, and he guided the hot blast of the shower head
against her pussy. It felt overwhelming – hot water gushed everywhere,
overloading her senses with pleasure. She could feel her climax building and
climbing quickly. If he didn't stop, she was going to come yet again.
But he did stop. With a chuckle,
he pulled the head away. Denny groaned in need and lustily grabbed for the
head, but he only tutted and whipped it behind her.
“Naughty girl,” he said, a smile
playing around his lips. “I knew from the moment I saw you that you loved
coming. How would you feel if I didn't let you?”
She whimpered at the very thought
as her cunt pulsed hotly. Would he really deny her? He couldn't. She
throbbed and ached, her engorged pussy almost uncomfortable in its fullness.
She needed release.
And Bran gave it to her. It seemed
he only wanted to tease her before the grand finale, for he was on her again
with the shower head, spreading her lips apart and letting the water blast
every inch of her hyper-sensitive folds and aching clit. Denny tensed up at
the swift movement and sudden sensation. It was too much for her, simply too
much. Her climax rushed up on her with the intensity of a freight train,
roaring through her body with an unquenchable fire. She gasped and shook, and
Bran quickly grabbed her and stabilized her, supporting her through her intense
orgasm.
Finally, she calmed down, and he
pulled the shower head away. She could still feel fire pooling through her
veins as her cunt clenched in the most pleasurable way. Brain held her, and
she turned her head, pressing it against his hard chest, savoring the feeling
his hot skin against her cheek, listening for the sharp rhythm of his heart
beat.
His cock still pressed against her,
but he seemed oddly calm.
“There, pet,” he murmured, letting
the shower head wash against her thick thighs, then her belly once more. “I
had a feeling you needed that.”
“Oh I did. I did. Thank you.”
“No need to thank me,” he smiled.
“It truly was my pleasure.”
They finished their shower
together, lathering each other up with soap. Bran moaned softly at her touch,
and she helped him through another climax of his own, gripping and pumping his
mammoth of a cock with her small hand, squeezing it as tightly as she could.
After he came, they left the
shower.
“I can't possibly let you go home
in this state,” he said softly as he pulled a thick cotton robe around her. It
didn't fit her as well as it could have, since it was his, but it helped her
retain the warmth from
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