Nadia knelt on the wet floor, completely naked, her heavy breasts swaying slightly with each nervous breath.
Inches from her parted lips stood Luke's thick, rigid cock, already hard and pulsing.
The mix of his heavy musky scent and the sharp citrus soap made her head spin.
Her hand trembled as she reached forward. The tips of her fingers brushed the warm, velvety skin of his shaft first, barely making contact.
She traced one thick ridge along the underside, feeling how heavy and solid it felt. Luke's manhood twitched at her light touch, making her flinch.
"Like that," Luke murmured, his voice low. "Wrap your hand around it."
Nadia swallowed and curled her fingers around his girth.
Her palm could not fully close; he was too thick. The heat radiating from his cock surprised her. 'What is this...how can he be so hard?'
She gave a small, experimental squeeze, feeling the firm flesh yield slightly under her grip.
