Elion turned on the water.
Mira sighed contentedly, leaning back against Elion's broad chest as his hands began to soap up her body, lingering on her sensitive breasts and the curve of her hips.
His touch quickly ignited fresh waves of arousal, her nipples hardening into tight buds and her core beginning to throb with need.
Elion did not miss the sign of her arousal.
"Oh? Are you aroused already? Aren't you such a perverse little slut." He teased her.
"N-no, but you keep touching me everywhere! You are the perveted one."
Unable to wait any longer, Elion spun Mira around, lifting her effortlessly and pressing her back against the cool tile wall.
She wrapped her legs around his waist as he positioned himself at her entrance, then thrust upward with a wet pah, impaling her on his thick shaft.
"Ohhhhh." Mira whimpered.
Water streamed between their joined bodies as Elion began to pump vigorously, his powerful strokes driving deep into Mira's willing flesh.
"Mmmmm..."
