Simmering with Need

I grabbed Luna by the waist and threw her on the couch.

She giggled as I picked her up and carried her 'princess like' to the main bedroom's bathroom, grabbing a pack of condoms on the way.

There was a large glass-enclosed shower in one corner.

I quickly turned on the shower for the water to warm up, and as I redirected my attention to Luna, I saw her hands gracefully descending to her stockings.

She unclasped the straps and started slowly sliding her black panties down her long, slender legs, down to her ankles, and onto the floor.

She had a narrow, tight little figure.

My eyes darted to her breasts under the shirt. Her nipples were poking holes through it.

She quickly pulled her t-shirt over her shoulders and off to the ground, letting her breasts out into the open air.

I slowly looked at her from head to toe, taking in the sight of her.