Just Water. Carry on.

You're shocked for a moment, worried that she may have broken away from your control. "Keep going." you command, but Jennifer persists in her actions. She turns around and your realize the problem. The two of you never turned off the sink, and now the water had overflowed, soaking Jennifer's backside and flowing over the counter. She reached back to turn the sink off.

"We should clean this up." She insisted, as she attempted to lightly push you aside. But you were not to be dissuaded. There was no chance you were going to let this golden opportunity pass.

"The water's not going anywhere. Do it later. Take care of yourself, first." You command, and are met with little resistance as she immediately relaxes and melts back into you.

"Of course. I don't need to worry," She responds as she puts her thumbs in her lace panties and starts stepping out of them. "But I don't want these getting any wetter." Suddenly, she feels the urge to show off for you, gesturing to her now exposed underside and then turning around to bend over the counter to let you see everything that was hidden. She was wasn't fully shaved, but her light brown bush was cleaned and trimmed, her lower lips engorged and eager.

You walk up to Jennifer and wrap your arm around her waist and your hand against her nethers, rubbing up and down along her slit, feeling for her clit. It wasn't to long before you found it, the enlarged nub sliding effortlessly between the base of your fore and middle fingers. As you start to rub your fingers across her, exploring her folds while holding her clit gently but firmly between your fingers, Jennifer lets out an audible gasp. She looks back at you intensely, opening her mouth as if to speak, but the only sounds that escaped her were breathy expulsions. "Ah." she exhaled. "Ah."

Jennifer quickly began jerking in place, trying to grind against you, but lacking the dexterity to do it, stimulated as she was. "you have such an eager pussy." You say with more than an Iota of pride in yourself. "We should do this more often." She tries to respond, but she's caught with the same problem. "Yuh. Haa!" she gasps once more before simply nodding back to you past her quivering.

It wasn't long after that until she seized up, her legs buckling beneath her, being held up by you and the wet countertop in front of her. You held yourself against her, pulling down your underpants one handed and slowly trying to line yourself up with her beautiful slit, but Jennifer cut you off. "Do you have a condom? Even with Marcus-."

"You want me to go without." You correct her, as you begin to play with her clit again.

"I do, but shouldn't he be firs-."

"No." You interrupt her again. "You only want me to fuck you raw. If he wants it, he shouldn't make you lonely."

Jennifer had a look of confliction for just a moment before she began to gasp again beneath your fingers. "Do it." She managed to gasp out.

You stop playing with her for just a moment to let her catch her breath. "Ask me like you mean it. Ask me to fuck you like Marcus can't." You command and the influence sinks in without any resistance, and she pants out in heavy breaths. "Dustin. Fuck me raw. Make Marcus regret leaving me alone all day."

You needed no further invitation. You push your member against Jennifer's soaking slit and slowly entered inside her. She exhaled hard and long as your shaft slowly reached it's full length inside her. Her hole was hot and wet, and held you firmly. You slowly begin to slide in and out while she rotated her hips so you would grind against her walls when you went in and out. "Mmm." She cooed to you. "You feel much better than he does."

_That's probably the condom. Not me. _You thought to yourself. But now was not the time to be self-conscious, you shook the thought away. Jennifer is finally your personal cumdump, and you are going to break her in. You begin to play with her clit once more. It was a bit more complicated to do from this angle than you were expecting, but you were going to make it work. She's going to be as big a puddle as what's currently on the floor by the time you're done with her.

Her rotations against you became more erratic as you played with her, until they became little more than jerking motions against you until she eventually seized up around you. While the sensation was heavenly, you still weren't at your limit, so you continued. It was like a magic button, she simply couldn't resist the sensation of having her clit played with, and she was soon quivering beneath you again, but you never finished her.

"No fair..." she whimpered back to you. "I want you." she whined.

"You have me." you rumbled back, as you realized you had been panting this whole time, too. "I'm gonna come inside. You want it. Show me how much."

She immediately stopped her gyrations and began pressing back against you more directly. You could feel the skin of your shaft move as her walls gripped you. As soon as that happened, you could sense you wouldn't last a minute under this sort of attention, and you began to play with her again. Her rhythmic pushing was nothing compared to the way that she jerked back into you as you resumed your ministrations. Your shaft quickly pulsed in and out, and you could feel your heart screaming in your chest until eventually you felt it. Liquid poured out of you like you had been edging yourself for the past hour, which, you supposed, you had.

Similarly, she quivered and collapsed again as you filled her. Something even her husband hadn't done yet, and wouldn't ever if you could help it. This time, though, you were similarly spent and, lacking your support, she laid almost fully against the water that covered the counter while you gently kissed her neck.