I turned around quickly, pretending to be in panic too, acting like I was embarrassed I'd been caught staring. "Ah— sorry, Oka-san! I didn't mean to look— I'll give you privacy!" I said, voice sounding flustered even though my cock was still tenting obscenely in my robe, twitching visibly.
Kasumi stood there dripping, arm still clamped over her tits, bathrobe clutched in her other hand, breathing fast. Her thoughts were still pouring into my head, frantic and soaked with lust:
[He's so big… even bigger than I thought… my body is reacting so strongly… my pussy is dripping even more now… I can't believe he got hard just from seeing an old woman like me… I need to cover up… but why does it feel so good that he looked…?]
The steam continued to rise around us. Kasumi was completely naked, flushed, dripping wet in every sense, and seconds away from either bolting or losing the last of her control.
