The tip of his cock nudged her entrance, and her pussy slowly opened itself to accommodate his size. Maybe because she hadn't done it in a very long time, Anastasia came the very moment his dick entered her vagina.
A gush of juices dripped down, trailing along his dick and mixing with the bathwater.
Although a little surprised, Reinhardt did not stop. He raised his hips and entered her. The feel of her inside, hot and wrapping around him, was so good that he couldn't help but grunt.
At the same time, Anastasia took him in completely and sank her bottom down, her nails digging into his shoulders.
The water sloshed around them, spilling over the edge of the tub into thick, curling wisps of steam.
Soon, Anastasia adjusted and began moving. Her hips began rolling and sliding up and down. Reinhardt's hands found her waist, guiding, coaxing, and kneading her soft curves.
