Claire's cold eyes settled onto Aaron as she said, "Get washed before touching me."
Eva was caught in a vulnerable state and position, making her pussy clench to an unreasonable level.
Aaron felt as if he was going to get crushed inside her folds tonight, a low moan filled with pained grunt slipped out of his mouth as he held onto Eva.
But it didn't seem as if Claire was appreciative of his lack of interest in her.
With a single move, her towel came off, bringing her body in his view.
Blood rushed low and his little brother twitched within Eva, threatening to come bursting out.
He had his eyes focused onto Claire and the singular water droplet on her neck, which was slowly traveling down the curves of her breasts and the perfect slenderness of her waist before finally disappearing into her clit, merging with the wetness that was already present.
And despite his eyes and mind being half occupied, his body was running on its biological needs as well as the muscle memory.
