Lariyssa Castelli's husband thought he could resist, but the sight of his wife in her sheer lingerie, her hard cock tenting the fabric, was too much. He gives in, letting her pull him to the floor, his back against the cold tiles of their shower. She washes him, her soapy hands lingering on his cock, making him gasp. She drops to her knees, taking him in her mouth, her tongue swirling around his tip. He grabs her hair, fucking her mouth, his hips moving of their own accord. She stands, pushing him back against the wall, and slides down onto his cock, her pussy tight and wet around him. He groans, his hands gripping her ass as she rides him, their bodies slapping together in the steamy shower.