You go into the shower with Dean.

Dean leads you to the bathroom, a well-lit place with a shower that can fit four people, let alone one. You shed your robe and bikini bottoms, and Dean takes his shorts off. Warm water begins to pour down on the two of you and Dean leads his hands across your body. It takes you a moment to realize that he's put shower gel on his hands. He rubs your body in swirls and sweeps a lock of your fair hair onto your shoulder.

It doesn't take long for him to begin touching your tits and your ass. Dean slowly slides a soapy finger into your wet core, and you moan as he adds another finger. He begins to thrust slightly, and then harder and harder. You sigh in bliss as your pussy begins to gush its love juices, but abruptly the good feeling stops. "What are you doing?" you ask with a frown.

"I was just about to fuck you," Dean replies nonchalantly. "Problem?" A smile tugs at his lips and you shake your head at him, biting your lip.

Dean lifts up your leg and pushes it onto the shower wall, and he slowly presses his swollen cock head into your waiting pussy with ease. When he thrusts his dick into you, you almost scream but nothing comes out. You put your hand near Dean's hair, smelling his musky scent. You can't stop moaning when he begins to cup your tits and tug at your hard nipples, and the moans quickly turn to breathy cries while your eyes begin to roll up. Dean groans and his dick begins to throb. You can tell he's also close to his climax, but you're the first one to cum.

You scream and your eyes roll up completely as Dean pounds into you relentlessly. Your hips bounce up with every thrust and Dean grips your waist tightly as you spasm on his body. Your orgasm begins to ebb away, while Dean's is just beginning. You feel his dick twitch inside your flower, and just in time he pulls out of you and his cum shoots onto your chest, and two weaker spurts land on your tits. You sigh contently, thinking to yourself, "Thank fuck we're in the shower already."