With steam filling the small bathroom, MissMirka72 began to undress, her movements sensual and deliberate as she peeled off her wet clothes. She stepped into the shower, water cascading down her body, revealing her pale skin and tempting curves. Mr MobyDick, his cock already hard, watched her every move.
Ignoring the pounding of his heart, he joined her under the showerhead. Their bodies collided, hands exploring each other's wet skin. MissMirka72 wrapped her legs around Mr MobyDick's waist, moaning softly as his hard cock pressed against her.
Without any hesitation, he lifted her up onto the ledge of the shower, her pretty pussy now level with his throbbing shaft. He thrust into her, his hips pumping against her soft curves as she moaned loudly, unable to believe the intensity of the pleasure coursing through her body.
