Hillary pulls back the curtain, & sees me standing there, soap suds rolling over my tight ass. I turn to see who's there, & my semi-erect cock bounces when I see Hillary staring at me.
"Can I help you?", I stammer, surprised by the interruption.
"Mmmmm... That's a nice one," she purrs approvingly. She reaches in, wrapping her hand around my soapy shaft. She pumps, & by the third stroke, I am fully-erect.
"Now that's what I'm talking about," she says as she steps into the shower, fully-clothed. I slide my fingers deep into her hair, pulling her lips to mine & kissing her deeply. The warm water pours over us. I rip open her shirt, buttons popping against the tiled wall, before dropping to the bottom of the tub.
She moans deeply as I lick my way down her wet neck into her cleavage, my hands squeezing her breasts roughly. The wet fabric of her bra does nothing to hide her nipples straining against the material. As she reaches behind her to undo the bra, I reach down, & start to take off her pants. I unbutton them, & then slide them down her long, tanned thighs. As I pick them up to drop them outside the shower, she does the same with her bra, & then again wraps her hand around my throbbing cock.
I moan as she turns me around in the shower. She stands behind me, her breasts pushing against my back, & her flat stomach pressing against my round ass. Her hands seem to be everywhere at once. As her head lays against my shoulder, I feel one hand teasing my nipples, & the other hand getting a firm grasp on my cock. As she pants against my back, her hand beomes a blur on my shaft, stroking back-&-forth, faster & harder.
I lean forward, & place my hands on the tiled wall. My hips begin to thrust uncontrollably, fucking her sweet hand, making me want to cum. My God! I'm in the shower with Hillary Duff! Should I go ahead, shoot my first load, & then regroup? Or stop her now, & really take advantage of her? |