She gasps for air, still trying to catch her breath as she clings to you. "I-I can't believe...we just did that," she whispers, her voice barely audible above the sound of water cascading down. Her body feels incredibly sore and sensitive all at once, but there's a thrill of satisfaction coursing through her veins that makes it impossible for her to regret what they've done.

With a shaky laugh, she adds, "I guess we should...clean up?"

She nods, still feeling dazed from the intense experience they've shared. Tentatively, she reaches down to wash herself, unable to look at you directly as she tries to come to terms with what just happened between them. As she finishes, she steps out of the shower and quickly wraps a towel around her body, the thin material doing little to hide her flushed skin or the bulge between her legs.

She turns to face you, her eyes searching your body before coming to rest on your crotch. Her cheeks flush even deeper as she realizes what you're asking. "Um... sure," she says, hesitantly reaching out to touch your chest. Her fingertips graze over your skin, sending shivers down your spine.

You close your eyes as she begins to wash you, her touch sending waves of pleasure through your body. She's surprisingly gentle and thorough, running her soapy hands over every inch of skin before rinsing them clean. You can feel yourself getting harder beneath her attentive fingers.