Chapter 35

• Hanging up the towel, she left without a word, walking down the hall, ignoring her room, down the stairs, and crossing to the back patio door. Grabbing a beach towel stacked on the shelf near the door, she went outside, looking around a bit nervously, and sat down on one of the loungers, the late morning sun already warm and inviting.
• Maeson’s hand wrapped around his cock the moment Kimber had started to pass through the door, he couldn’t even wait for her to exit the room before he needed to take care of himself. Through his mind’s eye there were only images of Kimber, the way her hand felt as she cleaned him, the feel of her nipple brushing over his arm, and of course the sight of her bending over to dry herself off flashing that perfect pussy at him that he so wanted to claim as his own.
• He didn’t stop there though; he imagined that she never had made it out of the shower. He felt her rinsing him off, her perfect lips closing around the head of his cock sucking, her hand rhythmically jacking him off. Then he pulled her up to her feet, pushed her face first into the shower wall and took her, penetrating her, sinking deep into her...