How Much Longer Are You Gonna BE??

Charlotte sneaks into the bathroom with a towel. Door clicks. She strips, fires up the shower, then grins and peels the towel open to flash a thick suction-cup dildo hiding inside. She sticks it low on the tiles, steps under the spray, and works herself open with her fingers before backing onto the toy, hips rolling, water streaming down her inked skin. Mid-thrust the door flies open. Roommate Oliver stops cold, eyes wide, hard-on already pushing at his sweats. Charlotte freezes, then blushes but doesn’t pull away from the dildo still buried in her. “Sorry for hogging the shower,” she says, voice low and wicked. “Wanna share?” Oliver’s grin says yes. Clothes hit the floor. He steps in behind her, palms her ass, and guides her back onto the wall-mounted toy while she takes him in her mouth, spit-roasted between cock and silicone. They trade positions, fuck standing, fuck on the bench, keep the dildo in play every time she needs something to grind on while Oliver pounds her from the other side. Water slaps skin, moans bounce off tile, and nobody’s getting to work on time.