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get in the shower. Together. Naked.

Her legs already felt like warmed up butter, but as soon as

Quinn peeled off her shirt and pants and stood there waiting

for her to do the same, that warmed up butter feeling turned

into more like evaporated butter. Dallas had to set her hand on

the marble vanity top. She stood there, frozen in place as

Quinn shed her bra and panties in a few sultry movements.

She didn’t stand there waiting for Dallas to do the same.

Instead, she stepped under the warm spray that was pumping

in the shower and sighed with pleasure. She closed her eyes

and lifted her hands to her hair, running her fingers through the

wet strands. A low, throaty sound escaped Dallas as she

watched Quinn pivot, the water sluicing over her perfect skin

and her beautiful, sensual curves.

“Are you coming in, or do I have to enjoy this shower all

by myself?” Quinn asked, snapping Dallas out of her trance.

Dallas could only nod, then shake her head. She finally got

her hands working and was able to get her dress off. Her bra

proved more of a challenge, but eventually she got that off too.

Her panties were totally soaked from before, and watching

Quinn in the shower made them even more slick. When Dallas

peeled them away, beads of moisture dribbled down her

thighs. She clenched them together, but when she looked back

up at Quinn, she could tell by the intensity of the look in her

eyes that she’d noticed.

As Dallas stepped into the shower, Quinn reached behind

her and shut the glass door. After, she gathered Dallas into her

arms, wrapping one arm around her shoulder and another

around her neck and tugging her in to kiss her with renewed

desperation. Wetness pooled between Dallas’ thighs before she