Without wasting another second, I pushed Heather forward and pressed her front tightly against the glass wall of the shower. Her heavy breasts squished against the cold surface, flattening slightly under the pressure. Heather kept glancing back over her shoulder, watching the man who was about to devour her ass like a complete monster.
I reached down with both hands and grabbed her thick cheeks firmly. My fingers sank into the soft, wet flesh as I played with them without restraint, squeezing, spreading them apart, lifting them, letting myself fully feel the heavy weight and softness of her ass.
Every movement made her cheeks jiggle under the running water.
"Alex… I'm just an older woman. Why do you love my ass so much?" Heather asked, still glancing back at me with a mix of embarrassment and growing heat in her eyes.
