Olivia and I stood in the women's changing room. I was fully naked, slowly drying myself with a clean towel I had found on the shelves. The fabric was soft against my skin as I rubbed my chest, arms, and legs, water droplets still clinging to my body from the hot springs.
My cock was still rock hard despite shooting thick ropes earlier, bobbed slightly with every movement, slick and heavy, refusing to soften at the sight of Olivia.
She was already dressed in a tight white T-shirt with nothing underneath. The thin fabric stretched across her mature breasts, her nipples faintly visible as dark shadows beneath it. Her casual shorts rode up high on her thick thighs, hugging her wide hips and round ass so perfectly that every shift made the material dig deeper into her crack.
She looked so fucking sexy, her mature curves on full display, her skin still flushed and glowing from the steam and the night's play. My dick throbbed painfully just looking at her sculpted, experienced body.
