Water's Edge, Kay's Surrender
Kay Carrie, the petite vixen, finds herself alone in the bathroom, the steam from the hot shower fogging up the mirror. She's a vision in a tiny, white, lacey bra and panty set, her body glistening with sweat. She turns the shower on, letting the water warm up, her eyes closed, lost in thought. Suddenly, she feels a pair of hands on her hips, making her jump. She turns around, her eyes meeting the intense gaze of her lover, who's been watching her from the doorway. He presses her against the cold tile wall, his body hot and eager against hers. She gasps as he unhooks her bra, his mouth finding her nipples, sucking and teasing. She can feel his hardness pressing against her, and she can't help but grind against him, wanting more. He slips her panties off, lifting her leg to wrap around his waist, his fingers finding her wetness, stroking and teasing her clit. She moans, her head falling back against the tile, as he slides into her, filling her completely. The water from the shower sprays over them, making their bodies slick and slippery as they move together, their bodies in perfect sync.