Spa X - Episode 7

She steps into the steam, water clinging to her skin like silk. Her nipples tighten in the cool air. He watches. His cock already hard, twitching against his thigh. She turns, slow, letting the droplets trace down her spine and over the curve of her ass. The sound of the shower masks everything else. She reaches for him, fingers wrapping around his length, firm and warm. He grunts. Pulls her closer. His hands find her breasts, thumbs brushing over her stiff peaks until she gasps. She strokes him once, twice, testing. He presses her against the tiles, cold on her back, heat pooling between her legs. His mouth claims her neck, teeth grazing skin. One hand slips lower, parting her, sliding through slick folds. She shudders. He pushes two fingers inside her, slow but deep, curling just right. Her hips roll into his touch. Water runs over them both, steam thick in the air. She strokes him faster, thumb circling the head, spreading pre-cum. He withdraws his fingers, replaces them with the blunt head of his cock. She takes him in one smooth thrust, her moan echoing off the tiles. He fucks her hard, grip tight on her hips. Every stroke drives her up the wall. Her orgasm hits sudden and sharp, legs shaking. He follows, pulsing deep inside her, breath ragged against her shoulder.