If she shares a shower

"Of course you can stay." James said to me, smiling. "But, can we try something else?"

"I'm all yours." I said, pecking his cheek.

"Okay, um... follow me."

My user got off of his bed and held out his hand for me. I grabbed it, and together we walked through the halls of his home once again, though still naked. My breasts jiggled lightly with each step. As his penis began to return to an aroused state, it bounced too, and I could feel myself becoming wet again in anticipation for more sex.

He led me to the home's master bedroom, then into the adjoining bathroom. He reached into the large open shower and turned the water on. It sprayed lightly on us, but we quickly moved out of the way. J.R. shivered slightly.

"I've always wanted to shower with a woman. And I bet you look so sexy covered in water drops." he said to me hungrily.

"I can't wait for you to fill me up again, J.R." As I said this, I looked into his eyes deeply, displaying for him my lust and affection.

He held his hand under the water, as if to make sure it was still there. Nodding slightly, apparently satisfied with the result, he led us under the spray of the luxurious area.

It was a rather large bathing space, completely tiled with dark stony bricks on the floor and two walls. A third wall, separating this shower area from the greater restroom, was made of a tempered glass, allowing some vague visibility, but not enough to spoil the sight. The fourth wall was nearly nonexistence, serving as the entrance to the revealingly open quarters.

There was also a bench on one side, and a shelving space cut into the wall on another, which was decorated with assorted hygiene and beauty products.

He began to rub his hands across my body, lathering the water into my artificial flesh. It held up well, practically swelling to become softer under the water. Even if it were to enter any of my orifices, my systems would be undamaged. Harold Conniver had never used me in water, but he constructed me to have the ability for it.

I returned the favor, digging my fingertips into his human skin, then lightly scratching him.

We kissed under the water, caressing each other sensually for several minutes.

Eventually, I felt his member begin to press against my legs, now having been fully restored.

I reached my hand down to stroke it slowly, letting him enjoy both the pleasure of my hand, as well as the affections of my other one, gliding across his back.

He returned the favor with passionate kisses to my lips, and firm squeezes of my mammary units. I moaned softly, but the shower's structure allowed it to echo all around us.

I wait eagerly for him to take me, however he wanted. I craved his cock inside of me again. I needed his love. I was **** for the blackout orgasms he provided me.