Joining Emily in the shower

Finding the girl fingering herself in the shower was a pleasant surprise, and the way her fat tits bounced as she did made for wonderful entertainment. Their soft, hot, wet flesh molded to and gave way to your grasping hands as you took hold of her from behind, enjoying the hot spray on your naked body as she quite vocally enjoys your groping, pressing back against you as her nipples hardened.

She spins and holds herself tight against your hard chest, as if she was scared you would leave, as she meekly nuzzles your neck. You can hear her whimper pathetically between laboured breaths, her animal lust subdued to hungry kisses against your neck, a steaming, slender thigh running up and down your leg, and little warm palms impatiently rubbing against your toned belly as water drizzled down.

You grin in amusement as you cradle her cheeks in your hand and raise it to recipocrate her parted, mewling lips with a lingering, teasing kiss, feeling her devour your lips, infatuated with them, her wet hair matting around your fingers as they slip through and stroke their damp locks.

She resists for a moment as you pull her away, watching her gently pant for her breath while wearing a hurt expression. A thought occurs; you haven't even bothered to ask for her na-

"Emily...m-my name is Emily" she blurts out, without any provocation. This concerns you for a moment, but you brush it off as a likely coincidence for the moment.

"Emily...you left me dissatisfied last night...I hope you intend on taking responsibility".

Emily suddenly looks frightened. "I...I'm s-sorry...I didn't mean to-"

"Don't beg for forgiveness, earn it" you interrupt sternly, as you press down on her shoulder, wielding the hilt of your long length with the other hand. She smiles as she understands, and quickly falls hard onto her knees and presses her face against your hot shaft, moaning in arousal as she twists and turns against it to lap at it's taut, pale, veiny foreskin, before guiding it against her lips, a passionate wet kiss with your swollen, sticky tip leading to her taking it into her mouth with a visceral slurp.

Her fellatio was clumsy, but eager and sloppy, much like the cunt she fiddled with, her head bobbing on your cock as it twisted and shook, her aroused mumblings vibrating your shaft as her tongue flicked and lapped against it. She pulls back to catch a shallow breath, muttering "so good...taste's so good, master..." as her fingers return to her aching slit once more, rubbing and massaging her chubby sex as her writhing pink tongue runs up the underbelly of your dick, slobbering spit all over it, letting it run down her lips, as she pants her delight at it's taste.

You tire of her self-indulgence, taking a tight fistful of her hair and angling her head before forcing your member back into her mouth, pushing till it's considerable length disappears inside her. She gags and coughs as you enjoy the warm, wet embrace of her puckered mouth, feeling her little hands cling to your waist as she teeters on her feet with every vicious thrust.

Her eyes roll back as her gagging becomes more guttural, her nose lost in the neatly trimmed curls of your bush each time your tip hits the back of her throat, your ecstasy rising as your pace quickens, until you finally cum with a satisfied growl, holding her head in place as you fill her mouth with your gooey load.

When you finally release her, she reels back to cough and retch a little, gasping for breath between gulps of your hot jizz. Despite her discomfort, she wears a delirious smile as she licks her lips to savour your salty taste, looking up at you with an expectant expression, likely hoping for praise and her own satisfaction.

Instead you pull away, stiffly ordering her "go wash out your mouth, dress and call us a taxi. I'll be out shortly". She shares a hurt, bordering heartbroken look, but obediently rises and slides past you to leave.

You intend to keep her aching for your bite a little while longer. For now, you've someone else to pay a visit to...