You lick Rachel’s pussy

“So…” Rachel smiles at you as she seats herself right next to you, her shoulder brushing against yours.

“Thanks for that,” you deliver those words while aware of how your mouth is formed into a tired, happy smile, and Rachel’s smile widens as she places one hand on your thigh and gives it a squeeze while the warm rains down on the both of you.

“Next time though, try to pull back a little… I prefer it when you cum in my mouth,” Rachel giggles as she moves her hand to your softening cock and gives it a gentle pat.

“I’ll try to remember that,” you promise her, while wondering if she’s going to try to get you hard again. It wouldn’t surprise you if she did, nor if she succeeded with it.

“Good,” You’re not sure whether you should be disappointed or relieved when she lets your cock slip from her fingers and moves her hand back to your thigh. You’re already **** to fuck her again, although a little voice in the back of your head reminds you that you’ll get to the point where it would take a miracle to get you hard again long before sundown if you keep at it at this pace.

“Hey, what are you thinking about?” Rachel asks you after you’ve spent the next few seconds being strangely silent.

“Nothing,” you grin at her, “Just that it’s my turn to lather you up. Just as soon as I can get back on my feet, that is…”

“Don’t worry, I’ll be happy to wait till you’re ready to get up again,” Rachel tells you, her naughty smile informing you that she’s quite pleased with her double entendre.

“Oh, I should have seen that coming from a mile off,” Your deadpan reply makes her laugh out loud, reminding you of just how much you love the sound of her laugh.

“Come on then,” you say after few more moments of comfortable silence, your words coming as you brace yourself against the floor and push your way back up on your feet, “Let’s get you cleaned up before we run completely out of warm water.

You help Rachel up, and she hands you the bottle of soap before she yelps with excitement when you spin her around. Holding your hands out in front of her, you let her see squirt a good amount of soap into the palm of your left hand before giving her a “Hold this, please,” as you hand her the bottle.

“And no playing with yourself!” You tell her off with a tone of mocked sternness as you rub the soap all over your hands.

“You went for my tits first. There’s a surprise…” Rachel purrs when your hands connect with her boobs, and she’s now smiling at you over her shoulder.

“I’m sorry, you want me to start with something else?” You ask her with a smile to match her as you move your hands up to her nipples.

“N-no!” Rachel cries out, arcing her back and pushing her chest forwards to let her tits fill up your hands even while your fingers retain their loose hold of her stiff nipples.

“What do you say, do you want to keep things even between us?” You ask Rachel after you’ve spent a considerable amount of time soaping up her huge knockers, which has involved slowly moving your hands all over them, caressing every last inch of them while listening to this beautiful woman whimpering and moaning with excitement at your touch. Your hands are moving down over her stomach, and before she’s had a chance to answer your question, you’ve wrapped your right hand around her cock and is giving it a slow, long stroke, mirroring her jerking of your dick from before.
Looking at you, Rachel shakes her head.

“You want me to continue?” Your next question is delivered as you start rubbing the back of your thumb against the sensitive surface of her cockhead.
After moaning again, Rachel nods at you.

“Good, then bend forwards, my little slut.”

Rachel does exactly as you tell her to, leaning her upper body forwards until its practically horizontal and her hands are flat against the tiled wall, the centre of her back being positioned pretty much directly underneath the incoming spray of water from the showerhead. As you take in her body when it’s in this particular stance, you’re aware of the fact that your cock is semi-erect. A couple of more minutes of lathering up her voluptuous body, and you’d probably have been hard enough to fuck her again. Of course, you have other things that you want to do to her, and so you drop down on your haunches behind her.

This brings your head level with her crotch, and you grab hold of her buttocks, pulling them apart and making Rachel moan lustfully again as you note that her asshole has resumed its normal cute, tiny shape. Then your gaze turns to the swollen, smooth lips of her hairless pussy.
Leaning in closer, you let the scent of Rachel’s sex flood your nostrils, then flick out your tongue to be rewarded with an excited gasp from Rachel when the tip of your wet muscle touches against her labia. More gasps follow as your tongue starts to swirl its way up along her pussy lips, letting you savour the taste of it, until it brushes against the thin stretch of skin separating her pussy from her bunghole, at which point you make your way downwards again. Proving to have a complete set of male and female genitalia, Rachel has an engorged little clit that seems extremely sensitive, judging from how hard she moans and how she reacts on reflex by pushing her sex and her ass back against your face when you let your tongue dance across it.

“Rachel,” you remember to pull back from her pussy before trying to speak, “you can play with yourself now.”

Rachel groans, and her left hand moves away from the wall. Pretty soon, she’s jerking off while you lick and lap at her juicing honeypot, paying attention to her clit ever so often but otherwise entertaining yourself by letting your tongue run up over her pussy lips. Then you switch tactics, and wiggle your tongue inside of her. This causes Rachel to let out a guttural scream, and you barely have to move your tongue around inside her before her juices wash over it and spill into your mouth and onto your chin while her cock starts pumping out long ropes of cum that splatter against the shower wall.