“Don’t bother explaining,” Amanda replied, blushing, but undeniably excited that she had stumbled upon Dominic like this. “I just forgot my book.” She felt her face and her pussy get hotter, but still she looked away, trying to conceal her desire. Dominic quickly wrapped a towel around his waist. “Let me grab it for you.” His back rippled as he turned around to get it, but forgot to hold onto his towel and it fell to the ground. “Here. Take it.” he said, thrusting the book against her chest. Her body got hotter as the steam of the shower permeated the room. Even though she had what she came for she couldn’t leave. She looked down as her face flushed, embarrassed, but her eyes could not help but gaze at his massive erect cock. She looked at it with a thirst she had never felt before. “I should go,” she stammered. “My dad would never let me--- “Stay,” he said. The single word was exactly the interruption she wanted. “But…” she stammered, “I thought you had a thing with Tanya.” “Tanya? Are you kidding me? She’s not my type... she’s dumb as a post. Why, did she say something? “Well…she said she slept with you at Adrian’s party.” “If sleeping with her means I called her a cab to get her because she was too drunk, than yeah, I slept with her.” He looked at her with a sensitivity she didn’t expect. She smiled. “Oh…it’s just, I was a bit upset when I found out.” “Why?” He asked. “Are you attracted to me?” “Well…” she stuttered. “Tell me.” “Yeah…I couldn’t stop watching you out there on the court today.” “I could stop looking at you either…I’ve liked since I saw you read in English...” When she heard this she blushed. He took a step closer to her, and kissed her softly, placing his hand on her skirt. He squeezed her ass gently. In one swift motion, he pulled her underneath the hot shower. Even in her fantasies he hadn’t been this strong. He removed her soaking wet blouse and peeled it off her breasts, staring her in the eye with the intensity of a lion. His strong hands felt huge on her small body as he unzipped her skirt, and she began to quiver with excitement of what might soon come. His breath seemed to beat with hers. He stood upright. Their eyes locked. “Is this okay?” She nodded silently, closing her eyes as their lips met, their bodies pressing against each other. She stood there in her lingerie, and felt the length of his cock against her, confirming that he wanted her as bad as she wanted him. “Can I take this off?” He asked, his hands grazing the clasp of her bra. “Yes,” she quietly moaned. He gently tugged her ponytail while his other hand removed her bra. He kissed the sides of her neck down to her cleavage, taking his time before caressing her already hard nipples. She rested her back against the shower wall, letting the hot water drip down her back, feeling incredible sensations on both sides of her body. He began to kiss her again with more intensity than before, and began to pull down her thong, slowly easing it from her waist. Her mind raced as she felt his hands near her pussy. “Touch me,” she whispered. “I want to feel your fingers inside of me.” Her breathing became rapid as he pressed a finger into her pussy lips, sliding it in and out of her while delivering kisses in the same rhythm. She let out a moan of extreme pleasure, and gripped his cock, following the same rhythm he used to pleasure her as she slid her hand back and forth on his shaft....

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