"I didn't get to return the favor," Autumn finally managed to say.
"There'll be plenty of time for that. Don't worry." He shifted her so she faced him, taking one of her hands and wrapping the fingers around his thick c**k. "I'll have trouble bending over today but I'll let you make it up to me tonight." He brushed his mouth against hers. "Okay?"
She nodded, then cleared her throat, looking at him with the water spraying around them, a sudden attack of nerves gripping her. She hadn't realized when she set out to do this how important his opinion of her would be. Why should she even care? But she did. Unexpectedly.
"Mitch, I don't usually... That is... Oh, hell. Never mind."
Here I go again. i***t of the year.
She pulled herself from his arms, opened the shower door and managed to step
