_The Next Day_
Removing every (now) wrinkled article of clothing from her body; Jo threw the covers aside, and crawled on top of a snoozing Henry; watching as his eyes fluttered open. "Hello," he yawned; cracking a grin, and placing his warm hand on her cool back. "You know, I occasionally lose a sock or two while I slumber, but I've not ever had an entire outfit disappear," he chuckled; his raspy, groggy, Englishman's coo making her weak. "Well, if you ever feel the need to dispose of your clothes, I can make them disappear real quick," she flirted; lowering her face towards his, and pressing a delicate hand to his chest. "Dying would also do the trick," he joked; peering up at her pretty pink lips while licking his own. She rolled her eyes, and he began to slowly stroke her back. "Also, I'm only wearing a pair of boxer shorts.. I'm certain I can undress myself when it comes time to," he smiled. "Ok then Mr. Independent. How about you get undressed and join me in the shower?" She smirked; hooking an index finger in the elastic of his boxers, and peeking inside. "It's Doctor Independent," he grinned; motioning for her to get off of him, then sitting up.
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Stepping under the lukewarm water; Jo slammed Henry against the shower wall, and assaulted his lips with her own; grinding hard up against his arousal. She couldn't help but shutter as he bit down on her bottom lip, and thrust inside of her; nearly driving her up the wall.
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-After approximately ten minutes of Jo begging him for more, Henry watched her begin to tremble, and had to hold her still as she begged him for mercy. The way she tried to wriggle away as he continued to thrust brought him to the edge: Henry digging his nails into her back, and clenching his toes as he released himself inside of her, then watched his cum run down her wobbly legs.
