Exton

Ob grins and rises, hauling Pandora up and throwing her over his shoulder. She screams and he laughs. Once the shower is set, Ob steps under the water, still hlding Pandora captive. He lets her slide down his chest, hands gliding along her body in supposed support. Once her feet hit the floor, Ob claims her mouth, kissing her deeply.

"Gods Mujer... You make it good to be alive."

Ob glides the bar of soap over her body, exploring every inch. Once he has her moaning, he turns her into the spray, rinsing her. With a sudden thrust, he sinks himself deep. His hair slides over her shoulder as he kisses her neck, the dark wet strands vibrant against her pale skin. He moans as he feels her hot channel grip and pulse around him.

Ob takes his time, slowly thrusting his hips. The sight of his dark shaft sliding in and out of her pink slit, the glisten of water on her ivory skin, is almost too much. He wants Pandora to feel every inch, every thrust. Ob groans and struggles for control, his hands gripping hard, fingers biting into her hips.

With a shout, he slams deep, grinding into her as his cock erupts. Each thrust now slamming deep as he takes his pleasure. Ob bends over her, panting, letting his body come back under his control. Pandora is shaking, not having reached her peak and Ob makes her lean forward. Sinking to his knees, he snakes his tongue up her channel, tasting himself mixed with her own sweet honey. His teeth scrape over her clit. Pandora shudders, arching into his mouth. He does it again and Pandora shatters, flooding his mouth, his face, bathing him in her orgasm.

Ob laughs, the sound sending vibrations into her pussy, making her grind against his mouth. Drinking her down, Ob thinks This is heaven.