Mommy In The Shower の小説・ストーリー

Minnesota is far more laid back and I want to embrace it, but the guys all want to go out to the Moon-Bay so I have to hustle my butt into the shower and start getting ready. The warm water glides over my skin as I let the shower run full. It’s so flash it even has those jet things coming out the chocolate marble wall. Oh. My. God. It feels absolutely divine. I lean my head back and relish the water coming down over my head and my body. “Hello.” I hear a voice. It’s a woman. What the fuck. Who can let themselves in? Quickly, I turn off the shower and reach for one of the large sumptuous, white bath sheets.

My cock hardens in anticipation of soaping her naked body in the shower. Mom goes into the master bathroom, which has a large glass enclosed shower with tile seats on two sides. She reaches in and turns the water on adjusting the spray. As the water heats up, she pulls off her t-shirt and drops her shorts. My mother is standing in front of me in a pair of blue bikini panties!

She slowly stepped on the wooden floor and went past the living room to the next hallway where the shower is located. She noticed that the shower room's door was open. The light from the room bounced to the wall next to it and a shadow of a person was also formed on the wall up to the floor. She recognized the shape abruptly. It is probably her mom and her dad, preparing her bath together. She happily jumped and suppressed her voice as much as possible to surprise them.

"I'm really sorry, Mommy. Do you want us to not go? Just rest here. I'll take care of you." "No, no! Nevermind. It will vanish as well plus it's embarrassing for them. They're waiting for us. The best thing to do is to get me a towel and a robe so I can take a shower now." Vincent instantly listened to what she ordered. He even helped her to enter the bathroom, worrying that she might fall. After showering, they headed to where Roman's yacht was. Lalaine granted Vincent a strange smile. She had another wicked plan in her mind.

Lian replied and hanged up Rosita was in the kitchen when she heard her phone ring buzz... buzzz.. buzzzz..... "Honey....., please can you get me the phone." she called to her husband "Okay sweetheart.." Clifford brought the phone to her in the kitchen "Here you are dear, it's mum." he smiled and left. "Hello mum.." Rosita answered " Rosita, why are you not here yet? Have you forgotten that today is your baby shower?" "Oh... so sorry mum, I forgot. I will be there right away." she answered

I am determined to escape this cycle of abuse, to find a way to heal and rebuild my shattered life. With a heavy heart, I make my way towards the bathroom, taking slow and deliberate steps. As I enter, I reach out to turn on the shower, the sound of the water providing a momentary escape from the pain that lingers within me. Carefully, I remove my clothes, revealing the marks and bruises that serve as a painful reminder of my mother's anger. Leaning against the cool wall, I let the tears flow freely, allowing the water to wash away not only the physical wounds but also the emotional scars that have been etched upon my soul.

Cassie poked her head out a little to know who it was, on seeing her daughter, she pushed the door wide open for her to step in. Bianca brushed past her mum going into the room, immediately she walked in, her eyes fell on the crumpled sheet on the bed.. "Mum! couldn't you have at least fixed this before I came in?" She murmured in irritation, all these felt so new to her, she was still trying to digest the fact that her mum had a new man friend.. Her brows furrowed deeply when she heard the water running in the bathroom.. Her eyes rounded in shock as she stared at her mum who was blushing beet red in embarrassment..

In our house? "What the hell is going on here?" I yelled, flinging the bathroom door open. Ethan was unashamedly naked in the bath with a woman who was... "Chloe?" I staggered, blinking profusely in disbelief. It couldn't be Chloe, no, I wasn't seeing right, I was hallucinating, no, not Ethan and Chloe, no, this wasn't happening, it wasn't real. I tried to convince myself as my heart painfully pounded in its cage.

The other. “Fuck, fuck, fuck,” I chant, legs shaking. You gonna cum for me? “Almost. Almost!” Then she adds another finger. “FUCK!” I scream, gripping her head with both hands. I can’t tell if the wetness on her face is water or me. That’s when we both get a mindlink—from my mother. You two better get out of that damn shower! Ninety minutes until the ceremony and I still have to do your makeup and hair!