Despite the pain, the abuse, his cock was hard, pressed against the harsh coldness of the shower room’s tiles, being forced to slide up and down against the slick surface as her cock punched deeper and deeper into his body.
He turned on his shower and took out a hairbrush, running it through the length of his hair as he watched his reflection start to steam up, which was inconvenient, but at least the steam fought away the rooms chilliness some. Sky’s ass was everything she’d thought it would be and more, not only had it managed to take her entire cock, but it was milking her cock, squeezing, pulsing, like a fist wrapped around her steely length as it tried to expel her.
