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She had little remaining lubricant and her own pussy juices were doing most of the work. Admittedly after being thoroughly broken in my Trevor and the new plug her ass had had no time to recover so she imagined it presented too tempting a target, but none of this rationalisation helped her feel better about the fact he was ramming his cock inside her burning asshole, his balls slapping against her pussy lips, and each time he thrust inside her she let out soft squeals of discomfort, curling her toes as her knees slid on the wet bathtub surface and Sam held her by the collar to keep her from getting away. After a few minutes he pulled out with a grunt and pulled her by the collar so she was kneeling again and pointed his cock at her face. Expecting that he was ready to cum she opened her mouth in a well trained reflex to let him blow his load into it and glamour was surprised when instead he shoved it inside. She let out a muffled grunt of protest and tried blowjob to push against him but he stockings gripped her head and buried his cock to the hilt. Sam let out a loud satisfied groan and she felt his balls tighten against her chin as his spunk pulsed directly down her throat. Tegan gagged, more as a psychological response than anything else. Her ass had been so well used over the course of the night that if it had a distinct taste she was unaware of it – all she was detecting was lube and semen and a muskiness that could easily be sweat, or her own vaginal fluids. All the same she resisted the urge to swallow and as soon as Sam released her head she leaned over and spat directly down the bath’s plughole, her gag reflex in full effect as she dry heaved a few times. Sam, apparently indifferent to Tegan’s situation, adjusted and turned on the shower. Tegan whimpered as the cold water hit her back and she curled up on her side as the water slowly warmed up. She sensed movement beside her and realised Sam was sitting down alongside her, holding the detachable shower head, passing it back and forth over her to rinse her down. Using his free hand he gently coaxed her into a sitting position and slid his legs either side of her so that he was spooning her as he rinsed her down, then himself, before mounting the head in the lower socket, keeping the stream on them while he wrapped his arms around her waist from behind. Tegan hung limply against him, unable to say or do anything and not really wanting to.. Her mind felt blank, as if she was unable to even figure out how she was feeling about the last ten or so hours – it had been a long night and she was exhausted, and confused by the immediate shift in Sam’s demeanour. Presumably once he was done giving her everything he had, he wanted to ensure that there was no resentment or hurt feelings. She sighed and settled back into his embrace as he squirted some liquid shower gel into his hands and built up a lather. She didn’t resist as his hands wnaders over her body, into each nook and crevice within his reach. Once he was done with that he picked up the showerhead and thoroughly soaked her hair, then took some shampoo and massaged a lather into her scalp before raking the suds through to the tips with his fingers. He rinsed her hair with the showerhead then repeated the process with conditioner. Eventually, as she was on the verge of sleep, he shut the water off and started to ease out from under her. As much as her tiredness made her want to just lie in the bathtub, Sam slid an arm under her slight frame and hoisted her out of the tub to her feet, setting her gently on the bathmat. 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