The s*x in the kitchen was mind blowing or probably it lied with the fact that it was her first time. He had taken his time to pleasure her and right now as she sat in the bathtub, she could still feel his presence. He had excused himself when they had finally taken the food at the dinning. They had been left exhausted and she, worn out.
Her p***y lips were even swollen and she could bet a million pounds if she had it that she was practically screaming during the process. She reclined in the tub, soaking herself in and holding her breath that all she heard was the peaceful quietness which the water brought. After her number count she rose up, only to dip herself in again. This time, she rose and felt strong hands on her shoulders, Jay was behind her.
"Having trouble keeping your hands
