"You came for me," I growled in her ear and she could only nod her pussy still impaled on my fingers.

"I wish it was your cock," she said.

"You know we can't do that," I told her.

"I know, can I lick it clean at least?" She asked.

"If you do, I'll get hard again."

"Can I give you head?"

"Only if you use your tits," I said.

"Okay," she said smiling.

"But um, we better finish our shower," I said.

"Yeah," she agreed.

I washed up as Fiona licked me clean. As I feared I was rock hard in seconds flat. As she licked it she made a...