After the incident when Beth’s mom watched us fucking, things were uneventful for a couple weeks. I saw her moving around their house now and then but we didn’t directly cross paths.
I went over one day after two-a-day football practices and Beth suggested I shower again. Couldn’t really blame her, as it was a hot, humid late summer day.
So, there I was in the shower with ever present young buck hard-on, and I just got to, you know, kinda soaping it up.
And then there she was, just taking it in, so to speak.
I took careful note of the way she bit her lip when I came and shot a big load of semen on the shower door.