She's taking a bath

Carina Navarro was delighted to see her life returning to normal. The uncertainty of her job was gone, she no longer had to worry about being evicted, there was food in the refrigerator, and her body sang with pleasure.

Her ass was covered in finger marks and slaps, her pussy was stretched, her insides slightly burning, and her buttocks still had a sheen of white semen, which she had been examining in the bathroom mirror.

She was going to take a bath as she was told. She couldn't leave her landlord in a bad mood.

Her hair was a mess, not from sleep, but from her landlord's sudden and generous gift: morning hard sex. It had been so sudden and pleasant; she should have studied the foreign culture much more carefully when arriving in this country.

She was already undressed and squeezing her usual liquid soap onto her chest; she had sweated a lot this morning.

She had fallen asleep in bed with a man without being married, missing the well-known fact that she should have woken up first and taken care of his morning hard-on, instead of being lazy.

For her mistake, the owner of the apartment had been a little rougher than usual. Carina blushed; she hadn't known sex could be like this. Her body still bore traces of his passion.

Her heated thoughts and the tingling sensation in her vagina made her skin crawl again, and her heart beat faster. She hoped a cold shower would help her come to her feelings faster.

Her body was so aroused. Never in her life had a man affected her like this. The arousal was overwhelming, and she couldn't escape it. She was in his apartment, where there wasn't a single private or safe corner.

Not that she needed security. Her landlord hadn't done anything wrong.

Carina was actively working a wet sponge over her body, especially her breasts, as the shower streamed down, allowing the water to caress her curves.

But even the cold on her flushed skin could do little to quell the rising heat within her. The memories were so fresh, and this Latina woman had always had a vivid imagination and a body responsive to ANY contact.

Her body was incredibly aroused. Never in her life had any man aroused her like this. The arousal was overwhelming, and she couldn't get rid of it. She was in his apartment, where there wasn't a single private or safe corner.

She held the showerhead in her hands, rinsing off the soap, but the stream of water didn't alleviate her mood.

She bit her lip, one hand sliding down to cup her sensitive pubic area. God, she was still so aroused. So needy. Carina traced her clitoris with her fingertip, gasping at the surge of pleasure. She knew it was wrong, knew she shouldn't be touching herself like this, but she couldn't resist.

The other hand slide around to squeeze her breast, thumb flicking across the stiff peak.

As Carina continued to caress herself, her mind drifted to the handsome stranger who'd began to take over her body so thoroughly just a few days ago. A giddy smile spread across her face.

"Oh my god, I feel like the luckiest girl alive! Having such an understanding and generous landlord... it's almost too good to be true."

A thrill ran through her at the memory of his powerful thrusts, the way he'd dominated her completely. Her pussy still throbbed where he'd stretched her open, accepting his thick cock.

“I never thought sex could be so… so intense, so primal. And yet my body loved every second of it. It craved more.” A cold shower did nothing to quell the flames of arousal ignited by Latin passion.

Carina's fingers delved deeper, plunging two digits into her dripping slit. She pumped them in and out, imagining those same hands gripping her hips as he fucked her senseless.

With a sigh of bliss, Carina reached up to massage the soap into her full breasts, gently kneading the supple flesh. Her nipples hardened instantly, poking out against the sudsy coating. As she played with her tits, a fresh gush of arousal coated her inner thighs, making her gasp.

"Mmm, look at me... getting everyone worked up in the shower. What a naughty girl I am!"

Her mind wandered back to waking up this morning, her body still humming from the night's activities. The vivid memory of her landlord's cock buried deep in her sent another surge of liquid heat through her core.

"Oh god, how he pounded into me... I've never felt so filled, so used. And loved every minute of it. Even now, thinking about it makes me leak all over myself..."

Carina let the hot water wash over her aching body, revealing the wet sheen of her tanned skin. Her body was clean again. But that wasn't enough. She trembled with anticipation, knowing exactly what she craved, and she set the showerhead aside, letting her hands take over.

She reached for the soap again, but with a different one. She didn't just want to be clean; she wanted to smell so good the landlord would like her.

The Latina lathered it between her hands until they were slick with lavender suds. From top to bottom, her hands carefully massaged the fragrant lather into her body. Lower and lower she trailed, skimming over her taut stomach before cupping the soft mound of her pussy. A moan escaped her lips as she rubbed gentle circles over her sensitive folds, feeling the slick evidence of her arousal coat her fingertips.

Carina's fingers danced over her breasts, reliving the sensations of the previous night. But it was the memories of her landlord's attention to her rear that truly set her ablaze.

"His hands on my ass... the sting of his spanks... oh, it was so deliciously degrading. I felt like such a naughty slut, presenting myself for punishment."

Despite the pleasure, a twinge of insecurity pricked at her. She is worried about her size, her curves, especially her broad, rounded butt.

"I mean, it's just so big... I know some guys prefer smaller, tighter asses. But he seemed to love mine, to crave it. The way he gripped my cheeks, spreading me wide for his cock... mmmm."

With a soft moan, Carina turned to face the shower wall, reaching back to lather the rich soap into her ample cheeks. She recalled the first rough touches on her ass. It was then, for the first time, that she felt like her ass wasn't entirely hers.

She recalled the feeling of her landlord's large hands kneading and squeezing her ass as she chatted on the phone, oblivious to the lustful gaze he directed at her curves until he began to act.

He'd simply lifted her onto the couch, laying her down like a ragdoll, and then proceeded to claim every inch of her body. Carina shuddered, picturing his towering frame looming over hers.

"No wonder he could handle my big, juicy ass like it was made for him."

She massaged the soap into her skin, working it in circular motions over her plump globes.

As Carina continued to soap her buttocks, she found herself lost in thought, comparing her petite, Latina form to his imposing physique.

"I swear, he must have been at least a foot taller than me... and so strong, so confident. It's like he was born to dominate women like me."

A wistful sigh escaped her lips as she tried to mimic his rough handling, scrubbing at her own cheeks with a little more ****.

"I wish I could get my hands on my ass like he does... but it's just not the same. I'm too gentle, too careful. I don't want to hurt myself," Carina Navarro pouted.

Shaking her head, Carina softened her touch once more, letting the warm water rinse away the fragrant soap and wash away her doubts along with the foam. She no longer felt dirty. She felt a little sad.

"Maybe that's why I need a man like him in my life, like my ex-boss's wife said. Maybe I should call her to get a couple more tips? I'm just making sure the landlord is in a good mood while my paperwork is being prepared," she muses out loud. "Well, maybe I'll continue to monitor this after I get the documents."

The Latina's fingers, tired from lathering and cleaning, returned to controlling the showerhead, as the stream of water poured down. She looked at it in a new light.

Carina's breath hitched as the cold shower was directed at her hot pussy, stroking along her inner walls with increasing fervor.

"I'm doing him a favor, really. Keeping him happy while everything gets sorted out. And besides, I have to admit... I rather enjoy being at his mercy like this."

"There's just something so thrilling about surrendering control, about knowing I'm completely at the whim of another person's desires. And his... oh, his desires are quite specific, but that's perfectly normal, isn't it?"

Carina's free hand joined her pussy, the dual stimulation of fingers and water sending shockwaves of pleasure coursing through her veins.

"I can hardly complain when he takes me so roughly, so thoroughly. Makes me feel like such a filthy little slut..." Carina panted softly, her mind clouded with lust.

Carina's eyes fluttered shut as she lost herself in the sensations, her inner monologue devolving into simple, pleasurable affirmations.

“Mmm, yes… I deserve this. I need this. My sexy landlord definitely knows how to please me.” Carina continued to enjoy masturbating, despite everything. Her slow, languid pleasure was interrupted by a familiar voice that sent a shiver down her spine.

“I’m paying for the water. To save water and time, I'll take a shower with you.”

Carina didn’t even look up, completely focused on the hard, big, and thick penis. “Ah,” Carina thought happily, “He'll make me dirty again.”

Carina Navarro was wrong. She only got out of the bath 40 minutes later, and she no longer needed breakfast. She was clean outside, as every drop of semen had gone into her mouth, filling her stomach.