"No, we can't..."

"If you're implying we have sex again," Jonathan replied, shaking his head, "no, we can't,"

"But you want to..." she purred, stroking his erection.

"Yes, but..." he groaned, "...we should shower so you can go back upstairs before you're discovered to be down here."

Hane gave a cute pout and nodded. "You're right, we should just shower." She squirted some body wash onto her hand and rubbed his erection, causing him to groan.

"Hane," Jonathan protested weakly but she continued to stroke his cock with one hand while rubbing her other hand across his muscular chest. He knew she was not going to stop unless he countered her teasing — he slathered body wash on her chest, lathering her large tits while manhandled them.

"Oh, Jon..." she sighed and unconsciously let go of his dick when he took one of her nipples into his mouth and suckled. After the numerous times she had teased him by pressing her breasts against his face it was his turn to press his face against her breasts. She ran her fingers through his hair while she let him feed on her tits like a hungry baby.

"I think we're done showering," he grinned, giving her a kiss before turning off the water. "Let's get changed."

Hane was flusteredly speechless while she followed him out of the shower stall. She had never had an orgasm before just from having someone sucking on her breasts.