After their intense tub fuck, Derek and Stiles lingered in the warm, rose-scented water for a few more minutes, bodies entwined and spent. But as the water cooled, Derek kissed her shoulder gently. “Come on, baby… let’s shower off.” He helped her stand on shaky legs—cum still leaking from her pussy— and led her to the spacious glass shower stall next to the tub. The hot water cascaded over them as they stepped in, steam filling the air.

It felt so good, so real—intimate and loving. Derek grabbed the luxurious body wash, lathering his hands and running them over her porcelain skin—massaging her massive tits, thumbs circling her swollen nipples, then down her flat stomach to her fat pussy lips, cleaning her tenderly but teasingly. “Mmm, gotta wash Daddy’s cum out of you… but I’ll fill you up again soon,” he murmured, fingers dipping inside her gently.