Against the wall.

Without any preamble, Jett grabbed Esther by the shoulders, and pushed her back against the wall. She gasped slightly, before grinning at him. "Wow Master... You've become so forceful," she cooed at him.

"You made me that way with the Note," he grinned, fingering her for a moment. "This is just the result of your writing.

"I regret nothing," she grinned, lifting a leg and hooking it around his legs. This exposed her pussy for him even more, and he removed his fingers to replace them with something more satisfying.

She crooned and tilted her head back as he thrust into her waiting folds, reaching a hand down to cup her ass while he pressed forward, both thrusting his hips into her, while also plastering his chest against her boobs. "Yes Master, fuck me!" she lewdly moaned out, before sharing a kiss with him.

He slid his tongue into her mouth as she wrapped her arms around him, all the while, she bounced her hips against his thrusting pelvis, aided by the hand he had cupping her shapely rear. All the while, they moaned, fucking under the cascade of warm water, Master and **** alike loving every second of their passion.

Jett squeezed her ass as he increased the pace of his thrusts, his shaft already throbbing as her cunt milked away at him. They broke their kiss to give a pleasured wail as Jett felt his seed rushing into her depths.

Both of them wheezed, before grinning at one another, and Jett pulled out, though he still let Esther hang onto him until she got enough feeling back in her legs. "Best we get ourselves clean, I doubt this place has much hot water for us to get through..."

Esther nodded eagerly and quickly as she reached for the soap.