I slipped back into the house through the outdoor shower and stood under the hot spray for several long minutes.
The water pounded my shoulders and streamed down my body in warm rivers, washing away the salt, the sand, and most of the sticky evidence of what had happened on the rocks.
His thick c*m still leaked slowly from my p***y, mixing with the shower water and sliding down the insides of my thighs before disappearing into the drain. My c**t remained swollen and hypersensitive that even the gentle pressure of the water jets made me bite my lip to keep quiet.
When I finally pressed my palm flat against my mound, I could feel how puffy the lips were, how tender the entrance felt after being stretched so wide twice already.
A soft whimper slipped out of my lips and I quickly turned
