The bathroom still hummed with leftover steam as Steph leaned against the counter, her skin flushed and eyes locked on Ashley with unapologetic fire. "You know exactly what that does to me," she said, voice sharp and teasing. "Don't play coy now—I'm already horny as hell."
Ashley smirked, stepping closer, her fingers trailing lightly over Steph's hip. "And here I thought you'd want a break after last time. But if you're dripping wet already, who am I to argue?"
Steph's breath hitched, pussy aching with need. "Message my ass again. Finger it deep—make it hard like that thick cock you teased me with before. I want to feel everything." Ashley didn't hesitate, her touch confident and commanding as she guided Steph forward, circling the sensitive rim before sliding in with deliberate pressure.
The rhythm built fast, Steph panting and sweating as waves crashed through her. "Fuck, Ashley, right there—don't stop!" She came explosively, cum slicking her thighs while her ass clenched around the invading finger, a trickle of water escaping unnoticed.
Ashley kept going, relentless yet caring, until Steph floated back down. "Stay still," she murmured, grabbing wipes to gently clean the spill. Steph's eyes widened in embarrassment, but Ashley held her gaze steady. "Totally normal, babe. Let me take care of you—no shame in pleasure."
More water slipped free as Ashley worked, prompting her to ease a finger back inside to hold Steph open. "Feel it moving in your belly? Let it out on the towel." Exhausted, Steph couldn't push, so Ashley helped her squat, stimulating the muscles with skilled presses that coaxed out trapped air in bubbly giggles.
Cleaned and calmed once more, Ashley massaged the sensitive hole with tender circles. Steph leaned into her, sharing every rush of sensation in low, honest whispers. "That was everything—I feel so open with you." Ashley's touch lingered, promising depths yet unexplored.
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