Shertricia got herself ready, she had to take another shower, rinse off the salt off her body from the ocean. She wondered if John would want to watch her some more. She kinda liked knowing he was watching, it excited her, made her want him to watch. As she showered, she felt eyes watching her, she slowly looks around, trying not to scare him off if he was. Sure enough, she caught a glimpse of him standing there, like he wanted to come in but wouldn't. "Come wash my back please, I can't reach." she said. John bit his tongue, wanting to go in, but his mind is telling him no, not to go in, or you will be lost forever, but he couldn't just stand there watching her silhouette through the shower curtain.

He was stunned at how curvy her body was, he slowly came closer, reached just inside the curtain, trying not to look like he was trying to see her. She sees his hand reaching in, looks like he wasn't trying to look, she laughed inside. Reached up at his hand, pulled onto him, making him come more into the shower, he tries not to look at her directly, he not fully into the tub yet, she pulls harder to get him to step in, one foot comes in, than the other. "Wash my back please." smiling at him trying to so hard not look at her body. She stands in front of the rushing water, making sure the water flows over her shoulders, down her back, and buttocks, he is now staring so hard, as if memorizing every inch of the body, burning it in his mind, so he won't forget what she looked like all wet and uses the washcloth to wash her back, she turns around on him, takes the washcloth from him, and puts the soap into his hands, as if she didn't want him to use a clothe, she wanted his hands to wash her back. He lathered up his hands, than started to wash her shoulders, going down her arms some, than back up, going down her back, enjoying the curves of her body in his hands. John is trying so very hard to not get a hard on, but its too late. He watches the bubbles go down her butt, and back of her legs, feeling himself drooling as he looks at her still rubbing his hands onto her back.

"Do you think I'm pretty with this nasty mark on my chest from the damn seat belt?" she said suddenly, making him aware of what he was doing, she turns around and face him, his eyes automatically looks at her from head to toe, smiles and says,"Yes,you are very sexy," is all he could say, he just stood there in the shower with his clothes still on, with a hard on; size of a mountain and a sexy smile as well. She noticed he was showing just how much he liked her. She leaned closer to him, looking up at him, he stands there, she puts her hands on his shirt, starts pulling it up, taking it off of him, he helps, than she puts her hands on his shorts, slowly pulling them down over his hard rock bottom, she feels his flesh against her as she lowers herself as she finish taking his shorts off, he pulls his legs out. His length is very well noticed. She stands in front of him again, looking up at him, drowning herself into those blue eyes, her hands start touching him, just teasingly light touch, just enough for him to feel her hands on him. She stops, and grabs one of his hands and rest it on her breast, making him squeeze it. He moans at the touch of her breast in his hands, the other hand reaches up to touch the other breast, he lowers himself down to kiss her, pulls her tight against him, this time squeezing her cheeks, tighter and tighter, as if he can't get her close enough to his hard body.

She has wrapped her arms around his neck as he kissed her, she felt him lifting her up, she lets her legs wrap around his waist, he moves to put her against the wall of the shower, lifts her more, trying to position himself inside her. Shertricia reaches down and helps put him inside her, the size of him in her mound, made her moan out loud, he slowly pushed upward til he was fully inside her, he slowly picked up the pace the more he was inside, the more he wanted, he wanted her so badly, he could scream. Going at a decent rapid pace, Shertricia looses all senses, and says,"Take me, John, take me!" he quickens his pace, going deeper, and harder inside her, she moans loudly, as he mounts her tighter against the wall, his excitement raised to the roof for him, he couldn't get enough of her, he wanted more, and more, and he didn't want to stop til he got it. His groans sounded like he was growling, as the rapid pace quickens they became louder, he couldn't help himself, he wanted her deeply, he wanted to give his all to her, every hard bit of him. Shertricia felt her toes tingle, working up to the pit of her stomach, an intense sensation raised inside her like no other, it was so strong she couldn't breath, all she could do was gasp, but couldn't breath out, he thrusted her so hard as she felt this, as if he knew he has found her womanly spot. They both scream out at the same time, he slowly stops thrusting her slowing the pace to a stop.

He looks down at her face, all red, and her breathing is gasping, trying to catch her breath, he suddenly plants his lips onto hers, making her force to breath more calmly. She wraps her arms around his neck tighter, and legs. He groans into her mouth, he parts from her lips, as he was still holding her up, he keeps her on him, and they both go under the cold water to cool themselves off, Shertricia gasp as the coolness runs over her hot body, when he turned for it to be his turn. He slowly lets her down, her legs feeling like jello after that. She turned off the water, and he was handing her the towel. Neither one of them said a word, not that they could think of anything to say, they were still in an 'Awwe' sort of way. He smiles at her, as he grabs his wet clothes, and went into the other room.