camera screen and took two quick snapshots of the scene. She kept her hands on her hips, as if she was looking for clothes, but then she realized that these men had already seen everything they could see, so why be shy?

"Oscar, do you have a shower here?" I need to wash before I go. ”

"Of course of course. Derek, show the lady a shower and give her some kind of clean towel. ”

Derek led her down to a wooden, panel hall in a half-open pavilion. The building had a roof, but part of the wall was missing there, going out onto the sand that surrounded the building, and then stood a tall wooden fence. She looked up and saw the palm trees and the colors of the setting sun, before turning her attention to Derek.

He opened the door to a primitive shower stall, in which there was only a hint of privacy. She was open from the bottom to the knees and only reached the height of the shoulders when Jennifer entered her. “Watch the water,” Derek said, rummaging around in the closet for a clean towel, “it gets very hot, pretty quickly.”

Jennifer looked at the shower head and put it under her shoulders so as not to destroy her $ 100 hairdo she had made in the morning and began to fiddle with the shower flaps. The water flowed when she felt Derek's cool skin from behind, he stretched his hand over it to the shower handle. “Be careful, it's very hot here. You can burn. She leaned back a bit, feeling his dick rub against her right buttock. Before she could react, cold water hit her in the chest and distracted her thoughts.

She felt embarrassed, standing naked in the shower, with this perfect stranger, but he quickly set up the water, lathered washcloth and began to rub her back. He had enough women to know that they all love when they rub the backs, and he knew that she was no exception. He soaped her in large circles, then in smaller circles, and put her hands on the wall of the shower stall, walking over them from the shoulders to the wrists and back.

Derek looked at her as she leaned forward, supporting herself. Her hips were wide and so feminine. He saw little contrast from the tan lines on her exposed buttocks and thighs. He looked at the cone of her hoist, as she smoothly turns into her hips, and thought about how beautiful her curves were at the points of transition. He continued to soap her with a washcloth, so that she did not even notice how he was staring at her, continuing to wash off the evidence of her sexual adventure from her.

She straightened her legs, pushing them back, luring him to get closer to her. He put his dangling penis right between the rounds of her buttocks, and began to lather her full breasts with one hand and the other hand into the fold between her pelvis and thigh, until his fingertips reached her moist labia. She noticeably jumped when he touched the clitoris, but, nevertheless, gave him full access to his tender places, which he had recently visited with his creamy shooter.

They both remained silent throughout this, almost ritual ablutions, until Jennifer broke the silence. “It was a really awesome fuck,” because of which they both exploded with a laugh that took off the tension.

“Well, thanks, ma'am. I enjoyed it. ”

“Oh, huh, you're great. I also did not get such pleasure before. ”

Derek leaned back a little, breaking contact with her and his dick, but quickly replaced him with his palm, inserting her ass into the crevice, running his hand over the bud of her anus, and forcing her to squeeze her buttocks and scream.

“We will never have anything more than what happened,” she said, turning around and making a movement, as if she was going to hit him in an intimate place.

“Wait, wait, so here's how to deal with the man who just gave you the best fuck of all life?”

"I did not say that it was the best fuck in my life, I said, I never had such pleasure before," she quoted her own words word for word.

"What does it mean? Have you ever fucked a black man before? ”

"Well, actually, no ... and, well, maybe it was the fuck of my whole life."

“As far as I remember, you were our first fuck, not me,” Derek reminded her. Oh, how well she remembered the sensations from the first penetration of his member into her.

“You made me do it. I just could not help it. I just, as if fainted and fell on him, you remember the rest. ”

"Yes Yes i remember". Derek came closer to her and dragged them both under the warm jets of the shower. The sensations of warm water and wet skin touching wet skin were amazing. Soon, Derek sat her down on a small shelf in the corner by fucking her and ending for the third time in two hours.

"I had never had a woman who would make my dick rise and cum three times in one day, not to mention three hours," Derek said, pulling his skinny magic wand out of her finished pink bay.

When Jennifer left the studio, she didn’t even ask when the pictures would be ready. She and her husband will be in the Bahamas for a long time, and she well remembered the way to the studio.

END