"Ahh…" Olivia moaned softly, head falling back under the water, eyes closing as she let the sensation take over. Her back arched slightly, pushing her tits harder into my hands, water streaming down her body and mixing with the soap, making everything slick and slippery.
I kept squeezing, lifting her breasts, letting them spill over my palms, thumbs brushing her nipples in slow circles before pinching them lightly. More suds formed, sliding down her belly, pooling in her navel, then running lower toward her pussy. She was trembling now, legs parting a little wider, hips shifting restlessly as my hands roamed.
I moved lower, hands gliding over her belly, soaping the smooth, skin in gentle circles, then down to her wide hips. I gripped them firmly, thumbs pressing into the soft flesh as I pulled her closer, my hard cock brushing against her thigh. Water poured over us both, rinsing away the day's filth, but the heat between us only grew.
