As Amanda entered her lavish bathroom, she couldn't help but feel sticky and messy from earlier. Her cheeks were flushed with excitement, and her heart raced as she thought about the lewd act she had just performed. She couldn't wait to feel the warm water wash over her body, especially after what she had done to herself.
Taking off her clothes, she let them pile on the floor before stepping into the huge walk-in shower. The tiles felt cold against her skin at first, but the warm water rushing down her body made her moan in delight. She lathered up quickly, working up a rich, creamy foam as she scrubbed her arms, legs, and chest.
Amanda couldn't help but glance over her shoulder, catching sight of herself in the full-length mirror. Her ample breasts jiggled slightly as she soaped them up, the shower gel causing them to gleam under the harsh light. Her round ass was pressed tightly against the tiled wall, with just a hint of the crescent-shaped wound she had made for herself showing through the suds.
She grasped the bars of the shower and arched her back, thrusting her hips forward as she remembered how good it felt to be filled with candy. The memory made her wet, and she could feel her pussy pulsing with desire. She turned her head, letting the water cascade down her face and neck, revealing her musky scent at the base of her throat.
Moving to one side, Amanda reached down between her legs, spreading her thick thighs apart to get a better view of her dripping slit. She rubbed at her clit, teasing herself as she watched the water stream down her body. She couldn't help but scooch forward, grinding herself against the shower wall as she imagined it was your cock filling her up.
Her breathing heavy, Amanda let the sensations wash over her. She could feel herself getting close, on the edge of orgasm. And then she remembered something else, something naughtier. She spun around, letting the water cascade down her back and over her ass as she looked at you with hooded eyes.
"Come here," she said, her voice low and gravelly. "I want you to lick every inch of me clean. Especially my asshole." The words sent a shiver down your spine, and without another word, you moved into the shower with her.
Amanda turned to face you, leaning back against the tiled wall as you ran your hands over her still-sticky skin. You pushed her thighs apart gently, revealing her wet, eager pussy to your gaze. And then you sank to your knees, leaning forward to press your lips against her asshole.
She moaned loudly, arching her back as you began to tongue her anus. The sweet, musky taste of her ass mixed with the salty taste of her skin, creating a cocktail of flavors that drove her further towards climax. She wrapped her legs around your shoulders, pulling you closer as she rocked her hips against your face.
"Yes... yes... oh fuck," she murmured, her eyes rolling back into her head as she came undone. Her pussy pulsed around your tongue, and she grunted as her orgasm washed over her. Slowly, she came back to reality, panting heavily as she looked down at you.
"Now, lick me clean. Every inch." She commanded, her voice still rough with arousal. You nodded, kissing your way up her thighs and onto her wet pussy. You lapped at her, cleaning her folds until she was slick with saliva and her juices flowed freely again.
Finally, you stood up, wiping the excess water from your face. Amanda turned to face you, running her hands along your chest before wrapping her arm around your neck and pulling you close for a deep, tongue-filled kiss. As the warm water continued to cascade down their bodies, they stood there, lost in the moment, basking in the afterglow of their shared intimacy.
