Soaking wet

Kyra steps into the bubbling water wearing next to nothing, black hair slicked back, tits barely contained. Keni sits there already stiff. He stops fighting it. Pulls his cock out right there in the tub, thick and flushed. She watches him grip it, slow strokes under the surface. Her eyes drop to the head breaking the bubbles. No words. She leans in, tits brushing his thigh, and takes him in her mouth, warm and wet, sliding down until her lips meet the waterline.