Of course!

And bury yourself to the hilt in her wet snatch. The **** of your thrust nearly unbalances the girl, and she unds up stumbling back to lean on the wall. She's not as tight as she was when you first took her, but her velvety, smooth depths still cling to your throbbing cock like a glove. She turns her head to look away from you even as she starts moaning as you slam in and out of her, her hips rocking back into yours. Short on time, but still pissed about her standoffishness, you hilt yourself and just pin her there against the wall. She keeps rocking her hips into you, squeezing down on your cock as best she can, but her groans quickly grow frustrated. "Please..." she eventually moans as she turns to look at you again.

"Please what?" you ask, slowly sliding your cock out of her, causing her to clench even harder in an attempt to keep you inside her.

She bites her lip, glancing down at where your tip is barely resting inside her folds, one of your hands holding her hips in place. "Please fuck me. I'm so close."

You chuckle darkly, and grab her chin to turn her face so that you are staring directly into her eyes, need and desparation smoldering in her eyes "Please fuck me..."

"Master." she eventually finishes after almost a minute of stubborn silence, her lust getting the better of her dignity. "Please fuck me Master. Pound my pussy until I cum, fill my pussy with your jizz. Please, I need it Master."

A dark grin spreads across your face. It takes effort, but you can break her down, for the fuck session at least. It wont take much longer and she'll be as compliant as Jess, a few more days at the worst. "Earn it." you order her, before slowly leaning back until your laying down as best you can in the tub, pulling the black girl down with you. She doesnt waste any time, hilting you inside her as soon as you are laid down, rapidly bouncing up and down on your cock, her wet hair clinging to her back as the water beats down on the two of you. What her wild bucking lacks in power she makes up for with speed and eagerness, the view of the ebony beauty riding your meat pole, moaning as she starts playing with one of her tits is exquisite.

Still pressed for time, you pull her down so you can take her other tit into your mouth, your tongue playing across her nipple as you start slamming up into her, she manages to breathily moan out "Close..." before her ability to speak devolves into a constant stream of vulgarities and animalistic moans. Then, with a mighty shriek she slams her hips down into yours and holds there, quivering as her pussy clenches in orgasm. That is enough to set you off, and you blow your load into her welcoming womb. For a few moments you just let her lie on top of you, twitching and purring. Then you stand, forcing her up on to shaky legs as your spooge slowly starts seeping from her twitching box down her legs, a distant, happy expression on her face.

"Good girl. Now get to cleaning." Nodding silently, and doing her best to hide her trembling, she squirts some of your swiftly depleting body wash into her hands, and sets about scrubbing you down. Her ministrations are tender, sensual, and efficient. She only falters when it comes to clean your cock, which she hesitates at, before deciding on the right course of action, and simply gives it a gentle, sensual cleaning. After all, if you had wanted it sucked, you would have told her. After you rinse, she massages your scalp as she cleans your hair, steps aside so you can rinse off, and goes back to the pose she had when she got in the shower. The shower-head blasts her pussy, and she involuntarily twitches as the cum that was still on the outside of her pussy is blasted clean. She spreads her lower lips, letting what remains inside her get rinsed out as well, leaving her fuckbox glistening in the water, and her arousal plainly displayed. Once you finish drying off, you turn to see her struggling to hold her pose. "Perfect." you compliment her, looking her body over one last time for the day before turning to leave "Make sure you two are back here before me. And if either of you have to fuck anyone to keep up the charade of you having an apartment, make sure he rubbers up and take a good long shower. Your mine, no one else's." You walk from the room, after getting dressed, to see Jess lounging on your couch, one finger idly sliding in and out of her snatch, one hand holding her phone in front of her, scrolling through... something. "Who were you texting?" you ask after she sets the phone down.

"My boyfriend." she answers as she stops fingering herself, and turns to face you on the couch.

Her phone rattles a bit on the end table, clattering off the empty cereal bowl she had probably had while you shower. "He fuck you?" Jess nods, her expression going pensive and worried. "How many times?" you press.

She fidgets a bit, in that cute way she does when she is worried your going to punish her "Three times. I made him wear a rubber. And I only sucked him off once, and didn't let him finish in my mouth." she adds "Am... Am I allowed to keep him, master?"

Her phone rattles again "That still him?"

She glances at the phone "Yes. We were supposed to have a date saturday night. I had my phone on silent, and didnt think to check it yesterday, so..."