His words made her more embarrassed.
She felt like a desperate girl, already dripping just from a kiss.
But the way he worked her mouth and pussy at the same time—it was too much. Too good.
"I... I can't believe this is happening," she stammers between kisses, her voice a soft, breathless whisper. "I've never felt anything like this before."
Asher, sensing her mix of emotions, pulls her even closer, his voice a deep, soothing rumble in her ear.
"It's okay. Let go. I've got you." His hands continue to explore her body, tracing the curves of her hips and the check of her but, pulling her tightly against him.
He could feel her heart racing beneath her soft and flexible tits.
The water around them seems to pulse with their combined energy, the colors shifting more rapidly as their passion intensifies.
"Please... It tickles... I don't know why.... I can't stop peeing..." Mirelyn's breaths come in short, sharp gasps as Asher's fingers slide in and out of her soaking wet pussy.
