The shower stall was a steamy, roaring cocoon, the hot water pounding down like a tropical storm. Thick clouds of vapor swirled around us, turning the glass walls into foggy mirrors streaked with handprints, streaks of soap, and the constant press of Elizabeth's bare back every time I drove my dick into her pussy. The recessed golden lights overhead glowed softly through the mist, catching on every droplet that rolled down her skin her shoulders, her breasts, the curve of her waist, making her look like she was covered in tiny diamonds. The air was heavy with the clean scent of her shampoo, the faint salt of sweat, and the raw, unmistakable smell of us.
"Arghh…!" I groaned one last time, slamming in as deep as possible, holding her ass tight in both hands as my orgasm tore through me. Thick, hot pulses shot into her, again and again, until my vision went white at the edges and my knees almost buckled.
