She collapsed against me, trembling, but then Tessa tugged her off me. "Not done," Tessa smirked. She bent Jasmine over against the wall, water spraying across her ass, and looked back at me. "Fuck her like this. I want to watch."
I stood, cock still rock-hard, and positioned behind Jasmine. Her hands braced against the wall, water streaming down her back, her ass perfect and round in front of me. I pushed in, sinking deep, making her cry out again.
"Yes! God, yes!" she sobbed, pressing her forehead to the tile. "Don't stop, Evan—make me cum again!"
I pounded her, water splashing everywhere, my balls slapping her clit. Tessa crouched below us, rubbing Jasmine's clit with one hand, licking the tip of my cock every time it slid out. The combined assault made Jasmine lose it—she screamed, body convulsing, legs shaking as another orgasm rocked her.
"I—I can't—oh my god—I'm cumming again!"
Her pussy squeezed me so tight I almost blew, but I forced myself to hold on. Not yet.
