“I’m ready… Are… Are you?”

As Evelynn’s voice faded out, she suddenly submerged herself back under, as her face began burning red in embarrassment, as she closed her eyes, and simply bobbed through the water.

Desmond was perturbed. On one hand, he didn’t want to move too fast, to make Evelynn uncomfortable. But, on the other hand… Desmond was excited, truly ecstatic, and he didn’t want to disappoint her, either.

Evelynn, while submerged and slightly humiliated, felt a sudden swish past her face, as she reached her hand out, grabbing whatever passed, as she made contact with an unfamiliar rod, somehow retained by Desmond, despite the radiation he’d suffered through.

And then, Evelynn’s grip firmed, as she wrapped her hand around as much of it as she could, reaching barely halfway with one of her hands, as her currently unaware mind was curious, she pushed her way through the water, feeling further across Desmond’s body, as a sly grin popped upon her face, though it was utterly unseen, as she made her way even deeper down, wrapping both of her hands around his engorged member.

And, what was Desmond doing? Nearly passing out from sheer shock, as he collapsed further into the water, half of his form disappearing from sight, Evelynn continued.

And, while below the water, Evelynn had maneuvered her way in between his legs, as she moved the near monstrous member to her lips, kissing the tip, as Desmond was overcome by awkwardness, and pleasure, as he gingerly grabbed Evelynn by her hair.

This brought the sly grin immediately to one of exhilaration, as her lips expanded, she took the bulbous tip within her mouth, as she seized Desmond’s legs, and began pulling his waist closer, as she lightly gagged, taking a fourth of his length into her inexperienced mouth, before taking a second to acclimate, moving to a third, bulging her throat outwards slightly further, as she gagged on roughly eight inches of Desmond’s meat.

And Desmond was utterly overwhelmed, as he simply slumped over, mouth wide open, as he was wholly unprepared for the pleasure that was awaiting him, at the hands, or mouth, to be more apt, of Evelynn, a woman he’d know for a bit more than a year, and the only thing going through his mind?

‘Fuuuuu…’ Desmond nearly smashed his skull against the bathroom wall, as his legs caved in under the efforts of the beautiful Evelynn, his arms limply grasping at her head.

Then, with a sudden, unknown burst of courage, Evelynn braced herself, then fully hilted Desmond’s monstrous rod, an absurd sixteen inches bulging her throat in an odd manner, as Desmond failed to maintain his composure, instantly followed by countless bursts of spunk being delivered right into her stomach, directly bypassing her esophagus, as she nearly asphyxiated from the pressure, but that wouldn’t dissuade Evelynn, as she began bobbing her head thoughtfully, in a pure attempt at pleasuring Desmond, fully intent on draining him of every drop he had.

Desmond, in the meanwhile, had his head still entirely immobile, unable to lift it from its spot, as his body was simply limp in Evelynn’s care. Though the object of her desire was quite the opposite, steel hard, as her stomach was still filling with spunk.

After a minute of draining Desmond for all he had, she withdrew it from her mouth, and as she held it, she was wholly shocked at his still raging member, as she pondered what she should do next.

As she was pondering the possibilities, was still thoroughly overwhelmed, as the supposedly more innocent figure beneath the water maneuvered her form around, placing her rump before him, as she began considering what she should do.

And as she was thinking, Desmond felt her sit upon his shaft, as she pondered, though Desmond was unaware of her considerations, as he gingerly grabbed her by the waist, drawing a shocked expression to her face, though it was soon replaced by a goofy grin.

Then, Desmond slowly shifted his form, drawing her rump closer to his rod, waiting a moment, then penetrating her for the first time, drawing a shiver of momentary pain, and a drop of crimson, as Desmond slowly gripped her waist further to his crotch, four inches in an instant, as a surge of pleasure bursted forth from the newly deflowered figure.