I'm Tired
Jen stared at her reflection in the mirror, too tired and horny to make sense of what was going on. With the sound of the shower serving as background noise, she was repeatedly penetrated by Lucas who looked like he was having the time of his life. Her gasping and sighing and moaning created a fog in the mirror, making their figures appear blurry.
Her breasts were pressed against the cold marble counter, her nipples protruding because of the cold temperature. Combined with the warm hand that was pressing between her shoulder blades and how warm and wet it was where their bodies connected, Jen felt even more aroused.
Lucas felt her go through her second orgasm as her walls contracted against his member, but he did not pause or stop at all. When Lucas looked up from the enchanting sight he had been engrossed in before, he saw Jen's hazy eyes staring at him.