incredible.'
Amy would never dream of stopping. After years of waiting she'd finally got her prize, and she wasn't about to let it go now. She pulled him closer, digging her nails into his firm ass as she brought him further into her mouth. His cock was on fire, her mouth filled with its heat, and she greedily slurped until she felt his muscles tighten in her hands.
Amy quickly pulled her lips away, grasping John's hot, wet shaft in her hand as he came. His cum burst forth in a long jet, spraying her chest and running down her body. She moved in and caught a second squirt on her tongue, using her free hand to stroke her dripping breasts, feeling her firm, pert nipples respond to her touch.
John's knees shook as he came, his body drained of energy by the force of his climax. He folded to the ground and pulled her down with him, and the two lay spent on the thick pile of the carpet, gasping and panting.
'I love you,' John whispered, his eyes closed and a hand on his chest. Amy rolled over, swinging a leg over him, and brought an arm under his head to cradle his trembling body. 'I love you, John.'
John reached up to the wall, slapping the screen on the console, and through the bathroom door Amy heard the sound of running water. John grinned. 'Let's take a bath. I'm exhausted.'
They lay there for a few minutes in silence, listening to the sound of the bath filling and feeling each other's heart beating, and then crawled to their feet and across the room. At the threshold to the bathroom John slapped Amy's pert ass lightly, then took her hand and guided her to the edge of the sunken bath tub.
Amy had never seen this bathroom, hidden so deep in the apartment, though as soon as she stepped over the threshold she resolved to take baths here as often as possible. The rim of the sunken marble tub stopped at floor to ceiling windows that slid aside as they entered, opening the room to the sounds of the city. The bright sunshine flooded in and sparkled on the surface of the water, spreading in glittering ripples as John and Amy stepped down into the bath.
Amy dropped down to her knees, resting her head in her arms as she looked out the window to the park, and John lowered himself behind her. Far below joggers ran around the lake and families picnicked on the grass, the vast expanse of green soothing Amy as John began to gently stroke her back. She spread her legs for John, reaching behind her to grip his thigh and pull him in towards her.
John slipped into her pussy smoothly, just beneath the surface of the water. She gripped the sill of the window and pushed back on his cock, feeling a thrill run through her as the base of his penis met her pert, wet ass. Beneath her her nipples touched the water lightly as the ripples spread around them, splashing her breasts as John slid in and out of her.
Amy closed her eyes, cradling her head in the crook of her arm, and felt the warm sun beat down on her. A light breeze blew in the window, chilling her wherever her wet skin emerged from the water. A shiver ran through her as the warm water splashed over her pussy, and she felt John pick up a shower head and turn on a strong spray.
As soon as he touched the shower head to her body she bucked and writhed. John thrust his penis deep into her, running a fine spray over her breasts. She moaned, wishing for the moment to go on forever. The cool breeze, hot sun and warm water made her aware of every inch of her body, and she gripped harder on the sill as John slowly moved the shower head down to her pussy.
With a flick of his thumb the spray intensified to a point, focusing on her firm, swollen clit. She gasped as the jet touched her, shocked for a moment at the force, and then pushed herself down onto the jet. She could feel an orgasm approaching, but wanted to hold off until John came into her.
She didn't wait long. Behind her she felt John thrust more powerfully, frantically and hungrily,