Ciara was energized and said, “Connor, we should go up and shower. I’m covered in cum and it’s started to dry on my skin.” I was trapped under Mom but she had regained enough energy to roll off me. Ciara grabbed my hand and pulled me off the bed. Ciara was trying to pull me up but I pulled away and rolled over and kissed Mom softly on the lips.
“Are you ok if we go shower?” She smiled and nodded. She said she was going to go back to sleep. I pulled the soaking wet, cummy sheet up over her. She didn’t seem to mind the cold wet spots.
Ciara had already left and I followed along behind her. I couldn’t figure out what her urgency was about. She was like a cat on hot tin roof. My cock was completely soft and dangling between my legs as I climbed the stairs and walked down the hall. I looked in on Dad and he was still snoring. I shut the door and opened Ciara’s door. She was obviously in the bathroom. I could hear her shower going. I walked into the bathroom and saw Ciara staring at herself in the mirror. She saw me in the reflection and she blurted out, “Jesus Connor. Your cum is everywhere. It’s dripping off my nose, lips, chin and nipples. It’s in my hair. It’s in my pubic hair. It’s running down my legs. It’s between my tits. Who could possibly have that much cum in them?”
I stepped up behind her and reached around and cupped her heavy tits in my hands and said, “That’s what the shower is for sweetie.” She giggled and turned around and pushed her cummy body against me. She certainly was sticky. We stepped into her shower once the water temperature was right. The hot water felt amazing. I said, “It seems like we were just here a few minutes ago.” I washed her body as I concentrated on her chest and crotch. I didn’t miss anywhere though because she had cum everywhere. When she was rinsed off she washed me from head to toe as well and she got really serious as she jerked on my lathered up cock. It didn’t take long before it was pointing up at her face.
I had a suspicion this was where she was going when she started pulling me out of Mom’s room. I couldn’t complain. Yesterday, I was dreaming about Ciara jerking my cock all day every day. I leaned back against the tiled wall and let the water rinse me off. Ciara went to her knees and sucked my cock into her mouth. She jerked with one hand at the same pace as her head was bouncing up and down. She wrapped the other hand around it and began counter twisting with her hands as she tongued the soft velvety head. She moved one hand from my cock to my balls and massaged them and rolled my balls around in the sack which was pulled up tight to my body. She removed her hands and placed them on my thighs and began cork-screwing her mouth up and down the shaft. As a change of pace, Ciara pushed my cock all the way into her throat and tongued my balls. She pulled back and let the saliva drool from her lips and then all the way back down to my balls again. Ciara did this several time until she recognized that I was about to cum. She pulled back and locked her lips on the ridge and began jerking me off with her hands at a furious pace. I grabbed her head and involuntarily began pulsing my hips, driving his cock in and out.