Cum

My balls boil over as my climax erupts like Vesuvius, hurling great gouts of cum deep into Abby’s molten core. She howls like a wolf in heat when she feels my cream paint her inner walls; her fading orgasm comes roaring back, redoubled, and her tight tunnel grips my rod in a velvet vise. Our bodies shake together in the steam as we cum and cum and cum.

We end up cuddling on the floor under the shower in lotus position for a while, feeling the water stream down our faces as we kiss. Eventually, we help each other up, then spend a long time thoroughly washing each other’s bodies before we turn off the water.