Wild Waters: A Golden Shower Under Open Skies

He ran a cool hand over her smooth warm buttocks. ‘Oh yes, Sir! Vxxx She stretched out her tongue, and trailed the tip across the sensitive head. She gets off on it… he realised. Her chest heaved with every breath. She felt a pair of hands glide through her hair, massaging the roots. Now, under certain circumstances that’s understandable. She squirmed on his lap, and instantly he brought a hard palm down on her exposed rear. Isabelle didn’t like to admit it, but his harsh tone had only fed into a need that she had only ever felt around Darius; to submit. ‘What is it sir?’ He slowly turned to face her again.