Bathtub Stud Cums Deep Inside (SinsLife)

So there we were, finally alone after weeks of dancing around it, and bathtub sex just felt like the most natural next step. I remember the steam curling off the water, the way he slid in behind me, that bald head and all those shoulders blocking out the rest of the world. The warmth had me so relaxed, and then his hands started moving slow, teasing me until I was biting my lip just to stay quiet. He took his time, letting me feel every inch of him press against my back, the water sloshing gently with each lazy thrust. I could feel my heartbeat everywhere, and when he finally buried himself as deep as he could, the shudder that ran through him was real—that hot, intimate flood inside me right there in the tub, both of us just clinging to the edge, breathless and messy. That raw, unhurried closeness was everything.