Although surprised at her suggestion, John needed no urging. After a bit of manoeuvring, he managed to slip his c**k into her p***y.
As they slowly moved together, Tara murmured “Oh, why don’t we do this more often?”
“We will,” John panted. “Look at you, with water running down over your body, your n*****s look good enough to eat.” He then bent to press kisses to her breast before taking one into his mouth.
Thrusting in and out of her p***y and sucking on her breasts, John delighted in Tara’s gasps of pleasure. He began to tremble as she reached down and touched his balls.
Feeling himself on the verge of coming, he thrust in as far as he could. He shook, as his semen spurted into Tara’s p***y, who cried out in ecstasy as an orgasm hit her.
As they stood locked together, John let out a
