Bathroom play

Eve asked for help shaving. She ran the water and let the foam rise over her skin, bubbles sliding down those full breasts. The sight got the better of me. I reached out, cupped her heavy tits, and everything shifted. Steam curled around us as we sank deeper into the tub. Tongues met. Fingers slid inside. She turned, bent over the edge, and I pressed the rounded handle of her razor against her tight hole until it slipped inside. Her moan echoed off the tiles. A thick glass dildo waited on the ledge; I grabbed it, eased it into her soaked pussy, and worked both toys at once, stretching her open while she trembled. She came hard, legs shaking, water splashing over the rim. I wasn’t finished. I pushed her back, straddled her hips, and ground my clit against hers until we both shook again, the razor and dildo still buried deep.