Yes.

Frank noticed Jenna's hesitancy. "You always have a choice, Red," he shrugged before walking inside. "I'm not forcing you to take a shower with me."

"Wait for me!" Sally cried, standing up.

"Where are you going?" Jenna asked.

"I need a shower after that fuck," her lover replied.

Jenna watched the blonde, covered in sweat from the hot Caribbean sun and half an hour of having her pussy pounded haplessly, trot after Frank. The redhead sighed when she realized that she had also been sweating heavily and the suntan lotion she had lathered on was washed away, leaving her pale skin exposed like a vampire.

"I'm just going to shower," she muttered to herself as she got up from the lounge chair to head inside the penthouse suite. However, in the back of her head she knew that with Frank there was no guarantee he would not fuck her in the shower.

"Come on in, Red, there's lots of room in here!" Frank chuckled while Sally washed his pecs and washboard abs with a loofah sponge.

"I'm just here for a shower, nothing more," the redhead told him sternly as she stepped in the spacious glass shower.

"That's fine, Red, so are we. I'm not going to fuck you," Frank replied, cupping Sally's tits while the blonde washed his semi-erect cock and balls in return. "At least not right now in the shower."

Accepting he would keep his word, Jenna presses her body against her lover as she kissed her. The redhead did not resist or protest when Frank took both girls into his powerful arms and rubbed liquid soap on their curvaceous bodies. When they finally finished showering, Frank towelled off the girls as an excuse to continue feel their young soft bodies.

"Are you going to fuck us now?" Jenna asked, wanting to know when inevitable was going to happen.