Mum didn’t tell me how much she got, I never asked. Water streamed over him, washing away the evidence, suds and release swirling down the drain, and he pulled her close, her head resting against his shoulder her smaller frame fitting against his larger one.

“Yeah,” she whispered, her voice wrecked in his throat, her lips brushing his collarboneas their breaths synced, the shower a cocoon of steam and satisfaction. The first rep was effortless,Big Breasted her biceps bulging as he lifted, the muscle coiling with power. “This feels too good to be true,” I said.

“But it’s true,” she said and draped her arm over my chest, sharing her beauty with me.

“I know.”

Her hand trailed down to my cock, and she curled her fingers around my girth.