From their conversation, she had gleaned that he was quite promiscuous, but she thought he really was just looking for the right person. Was that her? Did it even matter if she was just another notch in his bedpost? She glanced at her own bedpost, notchless in every respect. Maybe he was special, maybe he wasn't, but she wasn't going to let this opportunity just Big Boobs pass her by. Charlie stood under the rain shower unit, feeling the cool but not cold water cascade down his body in the dim light of the bathrooms solitary bulb. it felt good, relaxing and refreshing, but he was by no means planning to take his time knowing what he had waiting. As he ran his soapy hands down his slender form, washing every trace of sweat he could find from his skin the white noise of the water landing around him masked the noise of the door behind him opening and of the bare feet that followed. What he didn't miss however was the subtle click that heralded an almost utter blackness. "Room for one more?" Came a soft, sultry voice and as Charlie turned, he could see her outline from the thin wisp of light that bled in from the still cracked door, her hand on the light switch to the now dimmed bathroom. "Of course..." He said softly, feeling his heart beat faster in his chest as he saw the outline move, the Brazillian goddess stepping towards him and climbing into the shower, knowing her way quite precisely around her own bathroom, even in the almost dark lick and with the effects of alcohol weighing on her. He felt her fingertips, cautious and exploratory as they came to rest on his arms, her palms pressing against him and slowly moving down over his elbows, gentle caresses as she got her baring with him. He wasn't so shy with his hands, which moved to her waist, slender and silky under his touch, then working down, fingers pressing ever so softly against her spongy flesh as they moved onto her wide hips, then back around to cup MILF and squeeze the curve of her impressive ass. Letting out a little gasp of surprise she took a half step forward, her splayed palms resting on his shoulders, the swell of her impressive bust pressed to his chest, the soft, imposing thickness of her soft length brushing against asian him. She bit her lip as she felt his fingers against her butt, kneading and squeezing as he took a little step forward himself, her breasts and cock pressed more firmly to his body now. She looked down at him, a flush on her cheeks as she stood in his embrace, the water soaking her skin and flowing around her curves in silvery little streaks. Even in the almost darkness she couldn't help but admire his beauty. She found herself leaning down and for a fraction of a moment she felt the warmth of his breath tickling her skin, then she kissed him, slow and lingering, testing as her hands moved down his body, resting on his arms as they shared their first intimate moment. After a long moment the kiss broke, though it was soon met again, the two of them eager to experience the other more with each passing second, the last of any reservations they may have had washing away as their pleasures and desires mounted. Their kisses were as slow and soft as the traversing of their hands across one another's bodies, each enjoying the feel and warmth of a new lover in each other's arms. "Mm..." Izabel whimpered gently as she felt fingers, slow and with an angelic touch caress slowly from the root of her soft cock to the tip, feeling him squeeze the still malleable length between his fingers. "Here or?..." "The bedroom..." Izabel breathed softly in response and was rewarded with another kiss from his sweet lips, once again triggering the butterflies in his stomach. "Okay, let's go..." Izabel bit her lip as she felt the grip on her softness lessen then release, allowing her to step from the shower, quickly followed by him, his hands resting on her hips from behind as he kissed the back of her neck, desperate to feel her body against his. His own cock, while smaller than her own was as hard as a rock, the steely eager tip of his length bumping noticeably against one of her cheeks as he embraced her from behind. Smirking gently she shook her ass back against his erect length and enjoyed the slight, appreciative squeeze he gave her hips in response. She took a japanese towel for herself and passed him one, stepping with a faux casualness back towards the bathroom door as she wrapped the towel around her waist. She approached and pulled against the wood of the door, letting it swing open, allowing the light of the hallway to spill in as she stood in the doorway, outlining herself against the light. She glanced back towards him, catching his naked form in the light, his towel slung across his shoulders as he patted down his fair skin, his body slender and perfect, his cock hard and pointing her way. She smirked as she noticed him pause in his drying, his entire attention on the swaying curves of her almost bare figure as she stepped into the hallway, turning to look at him, her full breasts visible in the light, each one heavy on her chest and peaked with a darker nipple. She beckoned to him with a solitary finger and he needed no other prompt to follow. She dried herself as she walked to her bedroom, accentuating the sway of her body as she did so, showing off to Charlie as the white towel swept the majority of the water off her honied skin. He grabbed my soft cock and started stroking it softly. We went brushed our teeth and stuff Big Boobs together. ‘LOL. Then MILF remembers, “Oh the salad?” “Donny, asian please, I don't japanese want too. Might I suggest that we depart as soon as possible? The pumping lasted five scalding minutes and the sheer novelty and passion of the situation overcame both of them. I was lashed down tight and trussed up like a Christmas turkey. Zero Suit Samus, wearing that blue bodysuit of hers that made the blonde bounty hunter so hot, leaned against the wall. Murph focused his binoculars on one soldier in the field that lick stood out. “Oh, Mom.” Her lips trembled when they kissed.