Chapter 109: Arrival at Alabama. (R-18)
Titi sat on the edge of the bed, lost in thought, her mind a swirling storm of emotions. Low and teasing voice called from the bathroom, breaking through her reverie.
"What's keeping you, mother-in-law? Come in already. Let me help you wash up. You wouldn't want to meet Kobra looking like this, drenched in my cum, would you?"
His words carried an undertone of mischief that lingered. Startled, Titi hesitated momentarily before standing and going to the bathroom, her steps slow and reluctant. She pushed open the door to find Lakeman waiting, a faint smirk playing on his lips.
As the water cascaded over her, Lakeman touched her everywhere—deliberate, almost methodical. "You've been through so much," he said softly, lathering soap onto her shoulders before his hands traveled further. "Let me take care of you."
His fingers moved with practiced ease, tracing the curves of her body. The intimacy of his actions was undeniable. Standing behind her, he leaned in, his chest brushing against her back, his voice a low murmur in her ear.
"Relax. This is all part of making you feel renewed," he said, his hands now massaging her shoulders before drifting lower to her breasts, his movements slow and deliberate as he squeezed them.
Titi closed her eyes, her breath hitching as a pleasurable sensation coursed through her. After a while, she became aware of something hard pressing against her ass. Her body tensed instinctively, and she turned her head slightly, her voice barely above a whisper.
"Saint Lakeman..."
His response was immediate, his tone light but laced with boldness. "You can't blame me, mother-in-law," he said with a chuckle. "It's not my fault your body is so... sinful."
"Mother-in-law," Lakeman's voice carried a teasing lilt as he glanced over, a faint smirk playing on his lips. "You've left my dick hard again. Your captivating body is to blame."
He worked the soap into a rich lather and coated his dick with it. His gaze shifted back to her, his tone soft. "I've washed every inch of you clean, but your dirty pussy still needs special attention. Only the right tool can ensure it's thoroughly taken care of," he said, gesturing toward dick in his hand, the foam clinging to its surface.