Soaked in sin, drowning in desire.

Drowning in liquid courage, we surrender to our inhibitions, the bathroom filling with the sound of wet skin slapping and eager gasps. You pull me onto your lap, impaling me on your rigid cock as Hennessey watches, stroking their own arousal. They lean in, their tongue flicking against my nipple, teeth grazing. I arch, taking you deeper, my pussy clenching around your thickness. The water churns, echoing the storm of lust consuming us.

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• water

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