Home at Last

Alexa Flexy stepped through the door, tired from the day but still flawless in her tiny shorts and tight tank top. Those big tits strained the fabric. She peeled everything off and stepped under the spray, water sliding over smooth skin. Vince Karter walked in, saw her wet and naked, and the look in his eyes said everything. He stripped fast and slid in behind her. The glass was clear. Her body glowed. He didn’t waste time. He turned her around, pushed her to her knees, and she took him in her mouth right there in the shower. She sucked him slow, then harder, tongue working the head while water ran down both of them. When he pulled her up, he bent her forward against the wall. He spread her ass and pressed in. She moaned loud as he took her there, deep and steady, each thrust stretching her open. He fucked her ass until he was close, then pulled out, spun her back around, and shoved his cock between her lips again. She sucked him clean without hesitation, tasting herself on him while her tits bounced with every breath.