Right Tool Wrong Time

Sophia's hands reached back, her fingers wrapping around Andrew's cock, guiding him towards her entrance. Andrew's eyes closed, Sophia's head fell back and she kissed Andrew, sucking his tongue out of his mouth as her fingers that been wrapped around his cock gave way to her pussy.

Andrew's cock slid into Sophia's wetness, filling her up completely. She gasped, her body trembling with pleasure as she felt him enter her. Andrew's hands gripped her hips, pulling her closer as he began to thrust in and out of her. The sound of their bodies slapping together filled the room, mingling with the sound of the shower.

Sophia's fingers pressed against the glass as Andrew's thrusts grew more urgent. The warm mist from the shower swirled around them, casting a sensual haze over the scene, Andrew lifted Sophia off the ground by her hips and began driving himself into her harder then before. Sophia was impressed by his surge in strength causing her pussy to squeeze his cock tightly as she gasped, "Yes, Andrew, just like that!" Andrew's breath hitched as he felt Sophia's pussy tighten around him. He groaned, his thrusts becoming erratic as he felt his climax approaching.

Just as Andrew was about to come, Sophia pulled away, turning around to face him. Her eyes sparkled with mischief as she pushed him against the glass wall, sinking to her knees in front of him. Andrew's eyes widened as he realized what Sophia had in mind.

Sophia's hands grasped Andrew's hips, her fingers digging into his skin as she pulled him closer. Her eyes locked onto his, sparkling with mischief and desire. Andrew's breath hitched as Sophia's warm breath caressed his skin, sending shivers down his spine. He felt his cock twitch with anticipation, still throbbing from the sudden interruption of their lovemaking.

Sophia's tongue darted out, licking the tip of Andrew's cock, sending a jolt of pleasure through his body. He groaned, his hands reaching out to tangle in Sophia's hair, pulling her closer. Sophia's mouth opened, her lips wrapping around Andrew's cock, sucking him in with a gentle yet firm pressure, "pump my face" she commanded.

Andrew's hands tightened in Sophia's hair as she began to pump her mouth up and down his shaft. He groaned, his head falling back against the glass wall as he felt her tongue swirl around his cock. The sensation of her warm, wet mouth was almost too much to bear, and he could feel his climax building.