She followed him curiously.
"This is the shower, Mr. Sinclair".
She stated the obvious hoping he hadn't gone bunkers or something.
"This is for your next adventure". He said as he turned on the tap. Warm water flowed out of the shower head hitting both their skins in a soothing way. Soon, they were both drenched, he brought his fingers down her c**t and made circular movements on it. She begged him to stop but her body begged him to continue ... confused girl. He watched her wiggle and squirm, her body language excited him.
Not too long after, she became wet and ready for him again. He carried her up and wrapped her legs around his torso, then gently, he slid his d**k into her v****a, she moaned aloud and held him tightly, burying her face in his neck. He started lifting her weight up
