The three of them eventually moved from the standing shower into the sunken pool at the far end of the bathroom. Warm water lapped gently at their skin as Phei guided both women down into the wide, shallow basin. Steam still curled thickly around them, catching the soft morning light that filtered through the glass.
Right now Phei sat with his back against the smooth stone edge, the warm water reaching his chest.
Melissa rested against one side of him, her head on his shoulder, while Delilah had settled on the other.
The water lapped softly around them, washing away the last traces of soap and the heavier evidence of what they had done.
Phei's mind was still replaying everything in vivid, filthy detail.
He could still see Delilah on her knees beside them in the shower, bold and unashamed as she leaned in and drank the mixed juices that spilled from her mother's pussy while Phei came deep inside Melissa.
