...didn’t expect to see her kneeling there on the bathroom floor like that. Pink bikini bottoms pooled at her ankles while she hollowed cheeks around his cock, fingers digging into his ass like she was hungry. Tongue swirling under the head before pulling back with a wet pop, mascara smeared from fighting for air. Then—click—the shower turns on behind them and she doesn’t even flinch, just leans in closer for another slow slide down...
