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careful to avoid getting soap into her eyes. She felt his hands on her face as he washed away the sweat from last night away, very gentle around her eyes, more vigorous on her forehead, cheeks, and neck. “Rinse,” he ordered. When he removed his hands, she stepped back under the water, head back, allowing the water to wash away the soap. She was becoming seriously aroused by his attention and the slippery feel of his hands upon her wet skin.
She stepped out from under the water and once again wiped her face and eyes before he pulled her into him and began scrubbing her back. His soapy hands on her skin and his erect penis pressed into her stomach felt very nice indeed. He scrubbed her back, shoulders, ribs, and bottom before crouching down and continuing down her legs. He kissed her, once, very suggestively, on the stomach as he worked his way down her left leg before he very gently lifted one foot to wash it. Normally ticklish on her feet, she was surprised that the feel of his hands on her feet didn’t tickle as his fingers slithered between her toes, but it did make her want to squirm for another reason. Doing first the left foot, then the right, he then began to soap her right leg, working his way back up her body. Reaching her womanhood, he stood and worked the soap bar between her legs, being careful to not probe beyond the outer lips.
The eroticism of his action caused her to gasp and place one hand on his shoulder and the other on the shower wall for support. He spent only a moment scrubbing her there before he continued with his washing, his soapy hands sliding easily along her body. His hands traveled out along the arm that rested on his shoulder and caused waves of tingles to coursing through her as his hands slid along the underside of her arm. As she twitched and twisted, he switched arms and washed the other from wrist to body, finishing up once again on her shoulders and neck, then down her front to her breasts. She couldn’t take it anymore. Since her right arm was already on his shoulder, she wrapped it around his neck as her left moved from the wall to join it, pulling him into a soapy embrace.
He continued to wash her breasts and stomach, now pressed tightly into his body. The soap and water acted as a lubricant and allowed his hands to glide easily between them. As she pulled his mouth to hers for a deep, passionate kiss, Jack removed his hands from between their bodies and dropped the soap bar into the dish before putting his hands on her buttocks and pulling her more tightly to him.
He took a half-step forward, never breaking their kiss, and forced Tina back under the water. As the water poured over their bodies, she parted her lips from his and pulled back, just a bit, to allow the water to flow between them and wash away the soap. She stared into his eyes for a moment, then turned and pressed her hands to the wall as she presented her ass to him in a clear invitation.
She was shorter than most woman he took in his shower, but he crouched low and slid himself into her with a gasp. The water splashing off her back, her exquisite tightness, and that moan as he entered her all combined to strip him of his reserve and made him want to pound into her furiously until he came. He shook his head in a brief denial and focused on her needs as he slowed himself down to draw out their pleasure.
She felt him enter her and she moaned softly at his passage. His gentle, almost loving, touch as he washed her had sent her passions soaring. She began working her hips, thrusting herself on his hardness, pulling her orgasm to her. She heard him grunt as he pulled her ass hard into his crotch, and she sensed he was close already. The knowledge that he was about to come so quickly excited her, and she struggled to keep thrusting, powering through his grasp with a grunt of her own.
“Fuck … you’re going to make me come,” he hissed as her buttocks worked him, every movement of her
She stepped out from under the water and once again wiped her face and eyes before he pulled her into him and began scrubbing her back. His soapy hands on her skin and his erect penis pressed into her stomach felt very nice indeed. He scrubbed her back, shoulders, ribs, and bottom before crouching down and continuing down her legs. He kissed her, once, very suggestively, on the stomach as he worked his way down her left leg before he very gently lifted one foot to wash it. Normally ticklish on her feet, she was surprised that the feel of his hands on her feet didn’t tickle as his fingers slithered between her toes, but it did make her want to squirm for another reason. Doing first the left foot, then the right, he then began to soap her right leg, working his way back up her body. Reaching her womanhood, he stood and worked the soap bar between her legs, being careful to not probe beyond the outer lips.
The eroticism of his action caused her to gasp and place one hand on his shoulder and the other on the shower wall for support. He spent only a moment scrubbing her there before he continued with his washing, his soapy hands sliding easily along her body. His hands traveled out along the arm that rested on his shoulder and caused waves of tingles to coursing through her as his hands slid along the underside of her arm. As she twitched and twisted, he switched arms and washed the other from wrist to body, finishing up once again on her shoulders and neck, then down her front to her breasts. She couldn’t take it anymore. Since her right arm was already on his shoulder, she wrapped it around his neck as her left moved from the wall to join it, pulling him into a soapy embrace.
He continued to wash her breasts and stomach, now pressed tightly into his body. The soap and water acted as a lubricant and allowed his hands to glide easily between them. As she pulled his mouth to hers for a deep, passionate kiss, Jack removed his hands from between their bodies and dropped the soap bar into the dish before putting his hands on her buttocks and pulling her more tightly to him.
He took a half-step forward, never breaking their kiss, and forced Tina back under the water. As the water poured over their bodies, she parted her lips from his and pulled back, just a bit, to allow the water to flow between them and wash away the soap. She stared into his eyes for a moment, then turned and pressed her hands to the wall as she presented her ass to him in a clear invitation.
She was shorter than most woman he took in his shower, but he crouched low and slid himself into her with a gasp. The water splashing off her back, her exquisite tightness, and that moan as he entered her all combined to strip him of his reserve and made him want to pound into her furiously until he came. He shook his head in a brief denial and focused on her needs as he slowed himself down to draw out their pleasure.
She felt him enter her and she moaned softly at his passage. His gentle, almost loving, touch as he washed her had sent her passions soaring. She began working her hips, thrusting herself on his hardness, pulling her orgasm to her. She heard him grunt as he pulled her ass hard into his crotch, and she sensed he was close already. The knowledge that he was about to come so quickly excited her, and she struggled to keep thrusting, powering through his grasp with a grunt of her own.
“Fuck … you’re going to make me come,” he hissed as her buttocks worked him, every movement of her
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