Steamy Diaries
He pushed open the door, and his eyes widened in surprise.
There, in his shower, was Emma. Her naked body glistened with water, her long brown hair plastered against her back. She was facing away from him, one hand braced against the tiled wall while the other moved between her legs. Her ass, round and full, jiggled slightly with each movement.
Deshawn stood frozen, his heart pounding in his chest. He knew he should leave, give her privacy, but he couldn't tear his eyes away. Emma's moans filled the small space, her fingers working feverishly at her pussy.