Once we got up to the room, we thought it would be a good idea to shower off and get the chlorine off our skin. I turned on the shower and climbed in first to get my head on straight, I still didn't understand why I didn't feel any sort of guilt when I had always felt that way with boys/men growing up. However, the guilt still never came so I decided to bask in this moment and stop looking for guilt that was obviously not going to appear.

She joined me a couple minutes later and we kept talking, but then it of course lead to touching, more kissing, she washed my body and I did the same to her. We both loved feeling the soapy water on each other and how slick it made us together.

I wanted to make her cum again, so I kissed down her body and lifted her left leg into my shoulder, then dove in. Hearing her moans drove me wild, so I kept going and going. I added a finger or two until she was shaking, then figured we should probably get out so she didn't fall over with her hurt ankle.

We laughed as we got back into the room and she asked me if we were going to lunch or staying here. I told her I wanted lunch, but hunger for food was gone and I now hungered for more of her. The bed called to us and we cuddled, talked, fucked, everything we could think of until it was 2 hours later.

Packing up after that sucked, but it was after 3 and we still hadn't had food and barely any water. We gathered up everything and headed to a small restaurant for a meal. We still talked and laughed and acted like friends in public, but only we knew what happened in that room.

That's all I feel like sharing, thank you for reading this far. We have another date in 2 weeks and I'm so excited I can hardly wait!! 😁