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Chapter 32 by jzksdftpgx jzksdftpgx

Is it only a shower?

Yeah, sure

Her hands are immediately all over you.

"Stop that or I'll slap you again" you warn her.

"No, you won't" she doesn't take your threat seriously "because it's hard to do when you are squirming with pleasure."

You want to take a step back, but it's...well rather hard in the cabin shower. And Amy kisses you. You are a little overwhelmed by how fast everything is happening, so you instinctively kiss her back. Meanwhile her hands have no problem with finding your pussy. She's much shorter and weaker than you, but she is the one in control at the moment. Your back is touching the wall. It is a little cold, but it doesn't bother you at the moment, because you feel heat all over your body. Especially near your clit which is being vigorously stimulated by Amy's finger. You moan. She smiles. Water is flowing all over your bodies. Well, you can feel wetness not only outside you, but also inside. Amy fingers are still working their magic, now you can't even pretend that you want to resist, she will make you cum in your own bathroom.

"Oooh, god, ooh, ooh" you try not to moan but it's not possible.

"Not so loud Emily, we don't want your mother to hear it" she says with mischievous smile while she keeps fingering you.

Right now you are fully in her power. You really try to stay silent, but it's not possible, you scream really loudly, you doubt that the water can prevent your mother from hearing that (Dad should be at work already). But it's hard to care about that when you are cumming your brains out. Because that exactly what happens, your body shakes violently, the pleasure overwhelms you, your brain totally switches off. When you more or less come back to reality you are panting while being on your knees. Amy holds you like she was trying to protect you from hurting yourself.

"I'll get you for this" you promise her.

"No you won't, especially that you liked it."

You are preparing your response that would surely put her in her place when you hear your mothers voice from behind the door.

"Girls I prepared breakfast for you, if you hurry up you'll manage to eat it and not be late."

Your face turns crimson.

"Do you think she heard?"

"Of course" answers Amy with innocent smile on her face.

What's next?

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