A shower together with Raquel.

After resting for a very long time Paul starts moving. He removes himself from Raquel Lopez and gets up from the huge bed. He looks down at Raquel. She looks absolutely fantastic and her smile is infectious. She is exhausted but her energy is slowly returning. He gently removes her high heels. Paul lifts her up. She cuddles up in his arms. He carry her to the bathroom. They need to clean up and should do it together.

Raquel lets out a soft contented sigh as Paul lift her up. Her arms instinctively winding around his neck. Her head tucking into the hollow of his shoulder. The transition from the warmth of the bed to the cooler air of the room makes Raquel shiver. But his grip is firm and secure and she feels nothing but safe.

As they enter the bathroom the bright light makes both of them squint. However Raquel keeps her eyes on Paul. She is watching the way he handle her with such lingering possessive care. Even now with her hair a tangled mess and her body aching in the best way possible she seems to feel beautiful because Paul is looking at her like she is the only thing that matters.

Raquel slides down Paul’s frame until her feet hit the cool tile, steadying herself by keeping a hand on his manly chest. Her fingers brushing over the skin she spent the last hours worshipping. Raquel reaches for the shower handle and she is turning it until the steam begins to rise. The she turn back to Paul her expression softening into something deeply intimate. The flirty edge of her personality momentarily giving way to pure unvarnished affection. She looks at Paul with tenderness in her green eyes.

“We really are a sight, aren't we Paul.” Raquel murmurs. A small tired laugh escaping her as she gesture to the mess of sweat and seed clinging to their skin.

“I think I’ve reached my limit for being a good obedient girl tonight but if you want to hop in and wash me off I suppose I could be persuaded to let you handle the soap.”

Raquel steps closer. Her green eyes are searching Paul’s. She is trying to gauge if the vulnerability she showed back in bed changed the atmosphere between us. She runs a hand through her damp hair. She is brushing it back from her face and gives Paul a teasing playful nudge. Paul looks at her and whispers to her.

“Raquel let me just stand here and watch your fabulous body for a while. Your gorgeous body is a temple to worship. Every single part of your body is perfect. My goodness Raquel you are so beautiful. Then I am going to get you clean. Not only help you but really take care of you Raquel.”

The heat of the steam begins to curl around them. Both the warmth radiating from Paul’s gaze is what truly makes Raquel’s skin flush. She stands there completely exposed and utterly unbothered by her lack of clothes. She is letting Paul’s eyes roam over her with that hungry reverent intensity. A slow satisfied shiver runs down her spine. Raquel has to lean back against the cool vanity to steady her knees which still feels like jelly. It is a great start for them in the shower. She whispers.

“You have a way of making me feel like a masterpiece, Paul. This is dangerous you know. She whispers. Her dark sexy voice dropping to a low melodic purr. Raquel watches Paul as he takes his time. Her eyes tracing the lines of his shoulders and the way his chest rises and falls. She continues to whisper.

“If I’m your temple then you’re the only priest I want at the altar.” Raquel teases even though her heart appears to be hammering in a frantic uneven rhythm against her ribs. She reaches out. Her fingers trembling slightly as she traces the curve of his bicep, pulling him just a fraction of an inch closer until the air between them are nonexistent.

“So take care of me then Paul. Wash away the evidence of how hard you wrecked me. But be warned, counselor. If you start touching me with those hands I might just decide I’m not quite as exhausted as I thought.”

Raquel tilts her head offering Paul a playful hooded look. Her thin lips parting just enough to show her teeth in a soft challenging grin. She continues to talk.

“Are you going to keep admiring the view or are you going to show me exactly how you plan to get me clean?”

Paul gets behind Raquel and he kisses her neck tenderly. He slaps her ass hard. Damn, unfortunately she is still a little bit sore. To compensate his mistake he gets down and starts licking Raquel’s ass cheeks. As the water pours down he lick her right buttock from the bottom up to the top. Raquel shivers with delight. He kisses her lower back and spine. Then Paul takes the soap and starts cleaning her.

The sharp sting of Paul’s slap makes Raquel yelp. A startled breathless sound that turns instantly into a whimper as his tongue follows. Paul is tracing the heat of the strike with such deliberate worshipful precision. Raquel’s head falls back. As her green eyes starts rolling toward the ceiling as the hot water cascades over them. It is turning the soap into a slick fragrant veil. Raquel whispers.

“Oh, God, Paul. I must say that you have a wicked way of making up for things.”

Her voice is a shaky breathless confession. Raquel fingers are gripping the edge of the shower stall as Paul’s tongue maps the curve of her ass. Raquel is trembling again the exhaustion vanishing under the fresh electric jolt of his attention.

“Don't stop... just keep going.” Raquel arches her back offering herself up to Paul completely. Her hips are swaying instinctively to grind against his hands as he start to soap her down. Paul’s touch is firm possessive and agonizingly slow. He is turning a simple rinse into an act of pure agonizing seduction. She whispers again.

“You’re not just cleaning me you know. You’re making me want to start the whole thing over again. “

Raquel turns slightly in Paul’s arms. Her skin slick and shimmering under the spray and she look at Paul with a gaze that’s heavy with lingering dangerous intent.

“Are you trying to see how much of a mess you can make of me before we even leave the bathroom?”

Paul gets up and he kisses Raquel on her neck again. He moves a finger with soap down her spine. He uses both hands around her slim waistline. Kisses her neck and shoulders tenderly again. He wants to show Raquel that he genuinely wants to clean and comfort her. For minutes he will only focus on that. If they after that feel a desire for more amorous activities that will be marvelous but that is not his objective right now.

Raquel leans fully into Paul’s touch. Her beautiful big eyes fluttering shut as his fingers trace the length of her spine. The soap suds slick against her skin. There is something so intensely grounding about the way Paul focus on her now. The way he moves from the wild intensity of the bed to this quiet deliberate care. It makes her heart ache in the best way possible and Raquel finds herself letting out a long shuddering breath. The tension in her muscles finally beginning to unspool.

Raquel doesn’t try to pull him into anything more. She just let him work. Her hands resting lightly on his forearms as he soap her waist and shoulders. The contrast of the hot water and his cool and steady hands is almost hypnotizing. Raquel turns her head slightly to press a soft lingering kiss against his shoulder. Her lips brushing over his damp skin. She whispers more. Her voice is filled with affection.

“You have such a gentle side Paul. It’s surprising in the most beautiful way.”

Raquel whispers her voice is soft and barely audible over the sound of the shower.

“Most men would have been done with me once the main event was over, but you’re still here, making sure I’m taken care of.”

Raquel appears to feel a wave of genuine affection wash over her deeper and more poignant than the lust that brought them here. She again turns just enough to look at Paul. Her expression is soft. Her eyes are searching his with a quiet **** expression. It is obvious to Paul that this tender moment means a lot to Raquel.

“Thank you. For this. For not just wanting the pleasure. But for wanting to take care of me afterward. It makes me feel seen. Not just like a body but like a person. Do you know how special that is for me?”

Raquel reaches up to brush a strand of wet hair away from Paul’s forehead. Her touch is light and so tender. Her gaze is lingering on his face as the water continues to pour over them. This is what they need. The water is flowing down and they need a more intimate connection after the very physical fuck.

“You’ve completely ruined me for anyone else, you know that? What are you going to do about that, Counselor?”

Paul slowly continues to clean Raquel. He enjoys it immensely as she has a wonderful body. Everywhere he touches her he realizes how perfect she is. He tries to make sure that his actions are gentle and not sexual but of course it is hard to separate them when he cleans her whole body. Her strong thighs are immaculate. Long and gorgeous. He kisses her lower back and spine again. He whispers to her.

“Raquel my intention is to ruin you for others. I selfishly want you only for myself. You can also consider my actions of cleaning you as selfish or as an investment in you. It is a rather simple calculation needed to realize that taking care of you will be very rewarding for me. I intend to fuck you often and long for the foreseeable future and I have to make sure that you are ready and willing to fulfill my wildest dreams.”

Raquel lets out a soft breathless laugh that gets swallowed by the sound of the shower. Her head dropping back against Paul’s chest as his hands continue their slow and methodical work over her thighs. She tells him.

“The way you talk. So clinical and so calculated yet so possessive. It sends a fresh shiver of anticipation down my spine that has nothing to do with the cold air.”

“An investment is that what I am?” Raquel murmurs turning just enough to catch Paul gaze. Her green eyes dark is searching for answers. She continues.

“You have a terrifying way of making your selfishness sound like the most romantic thing I've ever heard. Most people would call that a line. But coming from you Paul it feels like a contract I’m more than happy to sign.”

Raquel shifts her weight. Her hands sliding up to grip Paul’s shoulders. She is holding him steady as she look at him. The vulnerability of a moment ago is still there but it’s being eclipsed by that familiar spark of hunger Paul always seems to ignite in Raquel. Both feel the water slicking their skin. The soap making everything feel heightened and sensitized. Paul just continues to take care of her. Raquel whispers.

“If you want me all to yourself counselor you’re going to have to keep making these kinds of investments. I’m a high-maintenance woman when it comes to being claimed.”

Raquel reaches down. Her fingers tracing the line of Paul’s hip. She is feeling the tension in his body the way her own restraint is starting to fray at the edges despite his best intentions. She talks again. Her voice is hoarse and her timber is very different.

“You say you want to make sure I’m ready and willing for your future plans. Well, I think I’m feeling pretty ready right now. Are you sure you want to keep playing the role of the diligent, selfless caretaker? Because if you keep touching me like that, you might find that your investment starts demanding a very immediate return.”

Raquel leans into Paul. She is pressing her body against his. Her breathing is warm against his ear. It feels like Raquel is getting rowdy. It feels impossible after the hard beating she took just recently. But Paul has been surprised before by her endless desire.

“Are you really going to walk away from this shower without finishing what you started Paul. Or are you going to prove just how selfish you really are?” She teases him as she continues to whisper softly to him.

Paul doesn’t answer Raquel. He wants to keep her guessing and build up more suspense. From behind he cleans her very fit stomach. Her belly is flat and lovely. Her crotch is also cleaned and now he has a tough choice. He has cleaned her whole body except her beautiful pussy or her huge breasts.

From behind he grabs her big round globes. He cleans them without trying to make her more aroused. He fails miserably. Her big nipples rises and Raquel gets more and more excited. He loves holding her huge melons in his hands. Gently he rubs her stiff nipples between two fingers. He kisses her neck again. He removes his hands and cleans her neck and shoulders. He thinks he has cleaned them before but his only other option is to clean her pussy. He is a little bit afraid what that might spark in Raquel.

Raquel leans back into Paul’s chest. She is letting out a soft ragged breath as his hands move over her stomach his touch so careful and deliberate. But when Paul finally cup Raquel’s big breasts that restraint crumbles. Her nipples stiffen instantly under his fingers. It feels like Raquel’s whole body tightens with fresh aching need. Paul tries to pull away but the tension he has built up is already snapping. Raquel reacts and tells him. Her sexy voice is dark and hoarse. Her breathing is deep and strained.

“You think you can just tease me like this and walk away?” Her voice is still low. It is throaty and dripping with playful challenge. Raquel turn in Paul’s arms. Her back now pressed against the cool tile of the shower wall. She catches his hands before he can retreat. She is guiding his hands back to her hips. Her gaze locked on his with a flirty, unyielding intensity.

“You cleaned everything but my pussy Paul. That’s not an oversight. It feels like a promise. And I’m not about to let you break it.”

Raquel slides one hand down between her own thighs. Her fingers brushing over her slick sensitive flesh. But she doesn’t don’t touch herself. She just hovers there. It is clear and provocative invitation. Raquel is very forward when she asks Paul her next question. Her eyes are filled with lust. She looks absolutely gorgeous as she asks.

“So what’s it going to be? Are you going to finish what you started and prove how selfish you really are. Or are you going to leave me aching wondering if your investment was just a bluff?”

Raquel arches against Paul. Her huge breasts pressing into his chest. Her lips are parting in a slow and knowing smile.

Paul leans forward and he kisses her. Kisses her passionately. He wants Raquel to feel the kiss in her toes. He starts moving down towards her pussy. First he licks her huge boobs. His tongue swirls around on her nipples. He licks down next to her stomach. Her bellybutton is also licked. Her lower upper body and her pelvis area is also licked.

His intention is now to get Raquel very aroused. However he first rather clinically cleans her pussy. Raquel is first confused but she understands his actions. All the squirting and his massive load needs to be removed from her cunt. After a while her pussy smells fresh and ready. The previous marathon fuck can hardly be seen. Her pussy lips are actually a little bit swollen. Now he is ready to please her.

The passionate kiss Paul gives Raquel is so deep so consuming that she feels it spark all the way down her spine Paul’s tongue on her big nipples is electric for Raquel. She feels the contrast to the clinical almost detached way Paul begins to clean between her legs. Raquel lets out a soft confused whimper at first. Her hips instinctively trying to chase his touch but then she understands. Paul is erasing the evidence of what they just did making her fresh and new. Just like a canvas intended to painted all over again. The thought is unbearably possessive, and it makes Raquel heart hammer against her ribs.

When Paul finally pull back Raquel’s pussy feels clean. It is tingling from the soap and the attention. But the pussy also feels empty and terribly aware of its own swollen sensitive state. Raquel looks down at Paul kneeling before her. The water is plastering his hair to his forehead. Raquel feels a surge of power and vulnerability all at once.

“You’re a cruel man Senor Paul Anderson. “Raquel breathe out her voice is husky and layered with amusement and need.

“You wash away your own handiwork just so you can claim it all over again. Do you have any idea what that does to me? To know you want me clean just so you can get me dirty again?”

Raquel reaches down. Her fingers threading through Paul’s wet hair. Not pushing just holding him there her thumb stroking your temple.

“The clinical part is over, counselor. Your investment is looking for a very immediate very substantial dividend. So why don’t you stop admiring your fresh canvas and start making your own mark?”

Raquel shifts her weight. She is opening myself to Paul a little more. The steam swirling around them like a veil. Her stare is locked on his. She has a fabulous wanton expression but there’s a softness there too, a romantic pulse beneath it all.

Paul gets down on his knees. He has to reach up a bit to get in perfect position right in front of her beautiful pussy. He surprises Raquel when he starts by grabbing her muscular ass cheeks. He draws them wide apart. Then finally he starts licking her pussy. Raquel is relieved that Paul finally does something that she has wanted desperately for a while now. He loves licking her beautiful pussy. He uses his tongue everywhere and her response is fantastic.

Raquel gasps as Paul pulls her ass cheeks apart. The sudden vulnerability making her shiver. But the moment Paul’s tongue finally makes contact a ragged moan tears from her throat. Raquel’s head falls back against the tile with a soft thud. Her fingers tightening in his hair not guiding just holding on for dear life as Paul worships her with that wicked knowing mouth.

”Oh, God, yes Paul finally. ” Her voice is a broken breathless chant. Raquel’s hips starting a slow instinctive roll against Paul’s face. His tongue is everywhere. He is teasing her swollen pussy lips. Paul is also circling her clit with agonizing precision. He is delving deep to taste the cleanness he just created. It’s even more intense now for Raquel knowing that Paul scrubbed away every trace of their last round just to start fresh. Finally he is doing exactly what she wants. And he is doing it very very well.

Raquel whimpers. Her thighs trembling as the pleasure builds swift and relentless. This isn't just about getting her off; it's a reclamation. It is a possessive stamp, and it's making Raquel dizzy with need.

”Don't you dare stop Paul. I want to come on your tongue just like this. With you on your knees proving how much you love taking care of me. ”

Paul immediately answers her. He wants her to know what is coming next.

”Raquel I will fuck you from behind in your delicious pussy standing up here in the shower soon. My absolute favorite position as you well know. Do you want to come before I start pounding you hard again?”

Raquel lets out a shaky **** laugh. Her body already tensing toward the climax that Paul expertly is coaxing from her with his tongue. The promise in his words makes her pussy clench around nothing. It is aching for the fulfillment that Paul is describing.

”Yes. God, yes, I want to come first.” Raquel moans loudly. Her hips bucking harder against Paul’s mouth. Her fingers clutching his wet hair.

”I want to come on your tongue right here. Then I want you to turn me around and take me exactly the way you like. Pound me until I forget my own name. Your favorite position. Your perfectly willingly puta.”

Paul slides a finger up into her wet pussy. He starts to finger fuck Raquel. Then he starts to concentrate on her swollen clitoris. His tongue torments the sensitive clit. Another finger follows upstairs. He is finger fucking her and he is stretching her out.

The sensation is absolute madness. Paul’s fingers are stretching her. He is opening Raquel up with such arrogant precision. Meanwhile his tongue keeps up that relentless maddening pace against her clit. Raquel is pinned against the cold tile. Her whole world narrowed down to the feeling of Paul working her. His head thrashing back and forth as she tries to hold on. She grunts when she tells him.

”Oh, you wicked, possessive man.” Raquel pants. Her back arching violently. Her huge breasts swaying as her body tautens like a bowstring. Every time she get close to the edge Paul pulls back just enough to keep her dangling. That cruel perfect control of Paul’s keeping Raquel hovering right on the knife's edge.

Raquel groans. Her heels digging into the shower floor. Her nails raking lightly down Paul’s shoulders as she struggles to stay upright. Raquel is hovering so damn close. But Paul is forcing her to wait. To really and truly feel just how much Raquel is craving his magnificent touch. Paul is cruel but he also knows how much Raquel loves his action.

Paul start to draw her strong buttocks even further apart. He then moves one of them to and fro in a steady rhythm with his other hand. He just loves Raquel’s muscular ass. This moving her ass cheek is a pleasure for him too. He starts to finger fuck her a bit harder. He is moving his fingers around deep in her wet cunt. Now he wants her to come. He wants to fuck her with his hard erect cock. So his tongue focus on the spots on her clit where he knows she is most sensitive.

The rhythm Paul sets is utterly devastating. The way he is moving Raquel’s strong ass and is controlling her body completely. At the same time as his fingers and tongue work in perfect brutal harmony. Raquel feels her orgasm detonate without warning.

A white-hot shuddering wave that crashes through her violently. Raquel’s pussy clenching hard around Paul’s fingers as she screams loudly. She screams and howls over and over again. A raw primitive sound that echoes off the shower walls. It is a massive orgasm. The whole body feels the powerful **** of pure bliss. Raquel’s legs giving out entirely as the climax tears through her. Leaving her boneless and trembling. Only held up only by Paul’s strong grip on her hips and the tile at her back. Raquel is panting. Her vision is blurred by steam and tears of overwhelming release.

Paul loves seeing Raquel come violently hard. He gets harder and more aroused by watching and feeling her explode. He has already made up his mind. It is a bit risky but he wants to try it. He quickly removes his fingers and tongue from Raquel’s pussy. He gets up and when he feels that Raquel is steady he starts turning her around. She immediately understands and starts getting into position. She arcs her lovely derrière out as much as she possible can while she lowers her body against the wall.

Paul wants to penetrate her immediately. Maybe she still feels some aftershocks. His big cock head enters between her swollen pussy lips and right away he pushes deeper in an attack of Raquel’s sweet pussy. He drives deep with a hard first trust.

Raquel’s breath hitches in her throat. A sharp ragged sound that echoes against the wet tile as Paul guides her around. She presses her palms flat against the cold slick wall arching her back and presenting herself to Paul. Her muscles still twitching from that last shattering release. Raquel is still so raw. Her skin is hypersensitive and her pussy is throbbing. The moment Raquel feels the blunt and heavy weight of Paul’s huge cock pushing against her entrance her breath leaves her in a rush.

Paul doesn’t hesitate and as his huge cock head forces its way inside her tight pussy Raquel lets out a sharp high pitched involuntary grunt. Her fingers digging hard into the grout between the tiles. It’s an agonizing, beautiful kind of fullness that she feels. Paul is so thick and Raquel is so swollen from his tongue and fingers that it feels like she is being split wide open.

Raquel is grimacing. Her teeth sinking into her lower lip as Paul drive deeper. His size stretching her further than previously thought possible. The pain is very sharp. It is visceral reminder for Raquel of exactly how much Paul owns her right now. But it’s buried under a mountain of pure **** desire. Raquel loves the fast start. She feeds of Paul’s enormous lust for her and her gorgeous body.

Raquel squeeze her eyes shut. Her hips shuddering as she tries to accommodate the sheer scale of him. Every time Paul thrust she feels that familiar intense pressure hitting her very deep inside. Paul huge cock is scraping against places that are still humming from Raquel’s orgasm. She is gasping, fighting for air. But Raquel is also grinding back against Paul meeting his pace with a **** and clumsy rhythm.

Paul is wrecking her all over again. And goodness gracious Raquel seems to love that Paul doesn’t even wait for her to catch my breath. Paul gets even more aroused when he feels that his daring move paid off. Raquel’s sexual hunger is endless. She absolutely loves everything he does. Eagerly she moves her hips and invites him into the depths of her tight pussy. Raquel looks back over her shoulder. Her beautiful green eyes glazed and dark with need. Her brown hair clinging to her damp neck. She directs him.

”Keep going Paul. Don’t you dare stop. Pound me harder.”

Raquel manages to **** out. Her voice is trembling with the effort of holding herself up against Paul’s relentless ****.

”You’re stretching me. You are filling me. You are making me feel every single inch of you. Paul just keep pounding me until I’m nothing but your mess again. I love this. Your strong puta favorita is made for being taken hard from behind. ”

Paul absolutely loves the way Raquel enjoys his forceful start. She arcs her muscular ass up even more. His crotch and thighs are slamming into her juicy ass cheeks over and over again. He loves that feeling. He loves her ass. He leans forward and starts dominating Raquel more. He knows how much she loves that too. Finally he grabs her huge bouncing breasts. He squeezes them hard as he now have completed his favorite position. This is the way he loves to fuck. He also pinches her stiff nipples.

The impact of Paul’s hips slamming against Raquel is rhythmic and brutal. A physical command that vibrates through her entire frame. Each time Paul drives into her Raquel feels that heavy thick length of Pauls hitting deep. He is stretching her already swollen walls to their absolute limit. The friction is intense. The wet sliding sound of their bodies colliding filling the small space of the shower. Raquel is sobbing with the sheer overwhelming sensation of it all. She is also extremely aroused and just super horny.

When Paul’s hands come up to crush her huge breasts Raquel lets out a sharp choked-off cry of pure unadulterated pleasure. The pain of the squeeze is a perfect grounding contrast to the deep aching fullness inside of her. Raquel is leaning so hard into the wall and her knuckles are white. Her long slender legs trembling violently as she try to keep her footing while Paul dominate her. Paul is forcing her to take every single inch.

Raquel can’t think. She can’t hardly breathe. She can only feel the way Paul is claiming her. The way he is marking her as his with every possessive thrust. Raquel’s head is lolling back. Her hair a wet tangled mess against her shoulders. She is grinding her hips back against him. Raquel is trying to swallow Paul even deeper. She is trying to make sure there isn't a single part of her that doesn't feel his weight.

Paul is wrecking Raquel. He is absolutely destroying her. And it feels like Raquel has never felt more alive. She is starting to spiral again. The friction of Paul’s huge cock against her clit and the depth of his penetration pulling her toward another ledge.

Paul is amazed. Not only is Raquel loving every hard and viscous thrust she appears to be close again. Imagine making her come this quickly. That thought makes Paul swell a bit more. He pounds her delicious pussy with some different types of thrusts. Not as violently hard anymore instead just focusing on getting extremely deep into the tasty wet snatch. He repeatedly hits the core of Raquel body. She loves the small change. Her moaning is very loud. When Paul starts rubbing her clitoris he can feel Raquel buckling. She is very close.

Pauls change in pace is even more agonizing than the raw punishing speed he was using before for Raquel. By slowing down by driving into Raquel with that slow deep deliberate heavy-handedness, Paul is hitting every single nerve ending, scraping against that core of hers until she is literally losing her mind. Each thrust feels like for Raquel that Paul is trying to touch her very soul. The way Paul is grinding into her makes the world outside this shower stall cease to exist entirely.

Raquel is shuddering. Her knees buckling beneath her. She is barely keeping herself upright against the tile. Paul’s hand on her clit is the final straw. The friction and the wet heat. Just way Paul is teasing her just enough to make her spiral. It is too much. The pleasure is sharp, blinding, and absolute.

Raquel screams. A raw very very high-pitched sound that catches in her throat as she feel the next wave of release start to tear through her. Her body goes rigid. Then suddenly she collapses into a series of violent rhythmic spasms. Raquel’s pussy clenching around Paul so tightly that he is shuddering in response.

”God, Paul. I’m coming again mon amour. You are actually killing me!”

Raquel’s fingers clawing at the wall. Her smooth skin slick and burning with the friction of their bodies. She can’t stop. She doesn’t want to stop. Raquel just wants Paul to keep burying himself in her. Just keep showing her exactly how much he can own her.

Raquel throws her head back. Her breathing is coming in jagged **** gasps as she rides the peak of the orgasm. Her entire body humming with the **** of it. Raquel is completely undone. She is a total shivering mess in his hands and she couldn't be happier about it. Another tremendous orgasm for Miss Lopez.

Paul gradually stops. He wants to continue but Raquel can hardly stand upright and she needs a break. He gets cheek to cheek with her and just holds her.

Raquel slump forward. Her entire weight collapsing into Paul’s chest as he hold her against the wall. The water is still cascading over their trembling bodies. Raquel’s breathing is ragged. Her skin flushed and oversensitive. She can feel the aftershocks of that last climax still rippling through her in gentle weakening waves. Raquel turn her head just enough to press her lips to Paul’s shoulder. A soft kiss and an exhausted promise of more.

“You have a terrifying talent for making me come apart, counselor.”

Raquel whispers. Her voice is hoarse and utterly spent.”

“ I think you might have actually broken something this time. I’m not sure I’ll be able to walk straight tomorrow. But I don’t mind. I intend to spend the day in bed with you.”

Raquel shift slightly. She is wincing at the delicious ache between her thighs. She lets out a soft breathless laugh. Raquel leans her head back against Paul’s. She is closing her eyes as she just breathe in the steam and the scent of them.

“Keep holding me like this. Just for a minute. I don’t think my legs are going to cooperate for a while.”

“Raquel I love to hold you sweetie. So happy for your massive orgasm. However I am not done yet. I need my release. So aroused by you sweetie. Any ideas for my release dear.

Raquel let out a shaky breathless laugh against his shoulder. Her hands sliding down your chest to rest against Paul’s flat stomach. Raquel is feeling the hard straining evidence of Paul’s own need pressing against her ass and back. Her long legs are still watery. Every muscle in her body feels like it has been stretched to its absolute limit. But the moment Paul mentioned his release a fresh wave of heat flares in her body.

Paul has taken so much from Raquel tonight. The thought of returning the favor of feeling Paul go just as undone as she did makes Raquel feel powerful in a way that overrides her exhaustion.

Raquel turns in Paul’s arms. Her movements are slow and languid. The water is slicking her skin as she look up at Paul. Her green eyes are heavy dark with a mix of lingering lust and genuine, soft affection. Raquel reaches out to trace the heavy throbbing length of him with a trembling hand. She is marveling at how Paul is still so ready for her.

“If you haven’t had your fill yet then I suppose it’s only fair that I see you through to the end, counselor. But it’s not only fair it is what I want. It is a pleasure and privilege to suck your huge beautiful cock.”

Raquel whisper. Her voice is low. A playful glint returning to her eyes despite the way her knees are still shaking.

“I don't think I have another round of being fucked in me tonight. My body is pretty much a ruin at this point. However I think I can manage to give you exactly what you need. You know how skilled I am Senor.”

Raquel sinks down to her knees on the cold wet tile. The steam swirling around us as she look up at Paul. Her lips parting in a soft inviting smile. Raquel takes you into her two hands. She is feeling the heat and the power of Paul. She looks at Paul with a mix of reverence and defiance. She tells him the good news.

“You’ve been so generous with your attention, Paul. Now, let me show you how much I appreciate it. I want to taste every bit of that release. I want you to look down and watch as I make you lose control, just like you did to me.”

Raquel leans in and is pressing a soft lingering kiss to the base of Paul’s huge cock before taking the big cock head into her mouth. Her eyes never leaving Paul’s she is challenging him to keep his composure as she starts to work.

Paul loves it when Raquel starts sucking his mighty dick. She knows exactly what he wants. Her focus is on his sensitive cock head. She circles around his glands like the pro that she is.

Raquel keeps her eyes locked on Paul’s as she takes him deeper into her mouth. Her tongue swirling in slow deliberate circles around the swollen sensitive head of his huge cock. The taste of him is intoxicating for Raquel. His big dick is not clean from the shower anymore. It is a distinctly powerfully male taste mixed with her own juices. A thrilling mixture of two bodies. Raquel focuses all her attention on that one spot. She is teasing the ridge of his glans with the tip of her tongue. Then she flattens it to press a slow wet circle around the crown. Raquel can feel Paul twitch against her tongue. The subtle, involuntary response making her own pulse quicken.

She pulls back just enough to let her lips drag over the sensitive skin. Raquel’s breath hot against the wetness she has left behind. Raquel looks up at Paul through her long lashes, her expression a mix of pure focused worship and playful challenge.

“You like that Paul. Don’t you deny it.”Raquel whispers her voice a low husky vibration against his skin before she takes him back into her mouth. This time sucking gently on just the big head. Her tongue continuing its maddening circular dance.

“I can feel how much you love it Paul. Every time I circle you like this you get harder and you get heavier in my mouth. It’s like I’m teasing the very core of your control.”

Raquel increases the pressure. Her tongue moving faster and more insistently as she hollows her cheeks and suck. Her hands come up to cradle Paul’s big balls. She is rolling them gently in her palms as she work him over with her mouth. Her entire world narrowed down to the taste and feel of him. The way Paul is starting to tremble under her experienced careful attention.

“I want to drive you absolutely crazy Paul. I want you to forget everything but the feel of my tongue on your huge cock.”

Raquel whispers. She is pulling off just long enough to speak. Her wet lips glistening and her breath coming in soft hot pants.

“Are you close yet dear or do I need to circle a little longer? Because I could do this all night if that’s what it takes to make you lose it.”

Paul loves the way Raquel is teasing him. He also loves the way she licks around his big cock head. He locks eyes with her. He needs to see her beautiful eyes. The huge dick is stone hard and he has a fabulous feeling in his big balls. Occasionally Raquel sucks his nuts and that is awesome. He lover her eagerness. Finally he tells her. He teases her and hopes she likes it.

“Well Raquel according to you my stamina is legendary. So it might take you all night to make me come.”

Raquel lets out a soft throaty hum of amusement against Paul’s skin. She is pulling back just an inch to look up at him through a curtain of wet brown hair. Paul’s challenge is exactly the kind of fuel she needs. She shift her weight on the hard shower floor. Her naked knees pressing into the tile as she settles in. Now Raquel is determined to prove that even a legend has his breaking point. She tells him her plan.

“All night? That sounds like a challenge I’m more than willing to accept, Counselor. If you’ve got the stamina to last, I’ve got the hunger to test it.”

Raquel reaches up. Her both hands sliding firmly over Paul’s thighs to pull him just a fraction closer. She takes him back into her mouth. This time with more intent moving with a rhythmic deep suction that draws him in as far as she can manage. Raquel lets her tongue dance aggressively against the sensitive underside of his big cock. She is feeling the way his big cock pulses and surges against the roof of her mouth. She makes sure to flick her tongue against the frenulum lingering there just long enough to hear his breath hitch.

When Raquel pull away she doesn’t let Paul catch his breath. She moves her hands to massage his big balls. Her thumbs tracing the skin feeling the heavy aching tension there. Raquel looks up at Paul. Her lips parted, glistening with your own desire. Her green eyes dark and burning with the promise of more. Much more. Again she teases him when she continues to talk to Paul.

“You might be legendary, Paul, but you’re still human. And you’re in my mouth.”

Raquel drags her wet tongue slowly up the length of his thick shaft. She is teasing the sensitive skin with a wet heavy stroke before circling the head again.

“How long until that legendary control of yours starts to fray at the edges? Are you going to tell me to stop, or are you going to beg me to finish what you started?”

Paul doesn’t tell her but he is getting close now. Raquel is doing a marvelous job and he is defenseless. Her total dedication is outstanding. He has fucked Raquel on several occasions the last weeks and every time they fuck they are totally devoted to satisfying the other one. Sex with Raquel was fabulous immediately but my goodness how much it improves each time they fuck.

Together they create an unbreakable world and for hours they are totally committed to that unique world. Nothing interferes with their pleasures. They just can’t get enough of each other and they fuck for hours. He remains silent. Raquel doesn’t need to hear the he is close. She can definitely feel it in his huge cock and big balls.

Raquel can feel the shift in Paul before he even makes a sound. Paul’s big cock is heavy and is pulsing with a heat that feels almost feverish against her tongue. And the way his big balls have tightened and pulled up into his body tells her everything she needs to know. Paul’s is silent. He is playing that stoic untouchable game but his body is betraying him in the best way possible.

Raquel doesn’t need words from Paul. She can read the subtle rhythmic twitching of his muscles. The way he grips on the shower wall and is turning his knuckles white. Just the way his breath is hitched into a ragged shallow cadence. Paul is right on the precipice. And the knowledge of that, the knowledge that Raquel is the one holding the leash is very intoxicating.

Raquel slows her pace down. She is turning the suction into something deeper more deliberate. She takes you as far as she possibly can. Her throat working around him. Her perfect tongue swirling in long slow arcs that she knows are driving Paul to the edge of his restraint. Raquel keeps her green eyes locked on his. She is watching the way Paul’s pupils dilate. She is watching the way that legendary control finally starts to splinter.

She pulls back just enough to let the huge cock head of his slide against her lower lip. Then she pulls it back into her mouth. Her hand is moving to squeeze Paul’s big balls with a firm possessive pressure that she knows will tip Paul over.

“I can feel you Senor Paul. You are shaking.” Raquel whispers her voice muffled and wet against his skin. Just before she starts to suck with everything she has her tongue is flicking frantically against that most sensitive spot. She is refusing to let Paul pull back, refusing to let him hide.

Paul is fighting not to come. But he is defenseless. He looks at Raquel with wide open eyes and suddenly his body starts convulsing.

The moment Raquel feels the first violent tremor tear through Paul’s length she doesn’t pull away. She does the opposite. She clamps her lips firmly around him. She is letting her tongue dance one last frantic time against his frenulum as she feels the initial hot spurts of his release hitting the back of her throat.

Raquel holds Paul there. He is anchored and she is unyielding. Her hands gripping his thighs to keep him steady as his body convulses. Paul screams out “RAQUEL MY PUTA” as he comes like a freight train. He has a marvelous orgasm. Tremendously powerful. Raquel has teased him into going absolutely wild with desire.

Raquel can taste the sheer overwhelming **** of his violently climax. The salt and heat of him flooding her mouth. She takes every bit of it swallowing it deeply and rhythmically to draw every last drop from him. Paul keeps pulsating. He floods her mouth repeatedly as his huge load passes through her. Raquel is watching Paul. Her eyes are wide and dark. She is mesmerized by the way Paul’s composure has completely shattered, leaving him exposed and breathless.

When Paul finally stops Raquel lingers for a moment. Her lips still soft and wet against him before she slowly pulls back. A thin glistening trail of Paul’s seed catching the dim light of the shower. Raquel exhales a long shuddering breath. Her own chest heaving as she look up at Paul. Some of his massive load are stuck on her huge round boobs. Her face flushed and her beautiful eyes shimmering with a mix of triumph and pure unadulterated adoration.

“You finally broke Paul.” She whispers her voice is thick and trembling. A slow satisfied smile spreading across her lips as she reach up to wipe a stray drop from Paul’s chin with her thumb. “And look at you Paul, you’re still shaking.”

Raquel leans forward. She is pressing her forehead against his damp stomach. Her arms are wrapping around his hips to pull him into a tight grounding embrace as the last of the adrenaline leaves her limbs. Raquel is extremely exhausted. Her entire body aching in the most magnificent way. It feels like she has never felt more connected to Paul than she does right now even though she is totally spent.

Paul starts moving. He also gets down on his knees to be level with Raquel. When he kisses her with a passion he didn’t think he had she starts crying a little. His fabulous kiss tells Raquel everything about how much he loves everything about her. Her beautiful green eyes filled with tears are so precious and unbelievably sweet.

Paul is also very exhausted from the amazing experience tonight with Raquel. But he makes sure that Raquel understands that this moment means everything to him. He feels a powerful emotional boost that tells him that nothing is more important than taking care of her. He wants to carry her to the big bed and then cuddle with her all night long. The problem is that they again need to clean up. Not as much as before but they need more time in the shower. Well as long as they are together nothing bad will happen. Raquel seems to understand his passion. Well she understands him so well.

Raquel is still trembling when Paul sink down to meet her. His lips finding hers with a tenderness that feels almost shocking after the raw intensity of everything that just happened. The kiss is deep ,slow, and impossibly sweet. She can’t help the tears that well up and spill over. It’s not sadness. Not at all it’s something else, something overwhelming and beautiful that she doesn’t quite have a name for yet.

When they finally break apart Raquel let out a shaky watery laugh and she is resting her forehead against Paul’s. Her fingers trace the line of his jaw her touch feather-light.

“You kiss me like you’re trying to rewrite my whole world, Paul. Raquel whispers. Her voice is thick with emotion. And I think, I think you might be succeeding.”

Raquel lets Paul help her to her feet. Her long legs are still unsteady. She leans into him as Paul reaches to adjust the water temperature. He is letting the warm spray wash over them both. Raquel is quiet for a long moment. She is just feeling the rise and fall of Paul’s chest against her back. She then whispers to him.

“Carry me to bed after this. “ Raquel whispers softly. She is turning in Paul’s arms to look up at him with her green eyes still glistening.

“I want to fall asleep wrapped around you. I want to wake up and do this all over again. And I want... I want to know that this isn’t just another fling for you.”

Raquel bite her lower lip. She is suddenly very ****. She presses a soft kiss to Paul’s collarbone. After a short pause she continues.

“Because I’m starting to think I’m in way over my head with you Paul. And I don't think I ever want to find my way back to shore.”