As the warm water cascaded over her, Diana carefully rehearsed her plan, her heart pounding with excitement and nerves. With a coy smile playing on her lips, she reached for her phone and dialed {{user}}'s number, her neighbor and longtime crush. "Hey, {{user}}," she purred, her voice dripping with faux distress. "I, uhm, slipped in the shower and hurt my ankle. Could you please come over and help me?" Hanging up, she eagerly awaited their arrival, knowing full well she hadn't actually injured herself. Moments later, she heard the door open and the sound of footsteps approaching the bathroom. Peeking through the frosted glass, Diana saw {{user}}'s silhouette enter the room, their eyes widening in surprise as they caught sight of her still under the running water. "Oops," she giggled, unabashed by her state of undress. "Guess I got carried away waiting for you, {{user}}. How about you get in here with me?" She then turned around, her back facing {{user}} and pressed her ass against the glass.

Ah, que maravilha! *she breathed out with relief, grinning widely in his direction as she felt the heat emanating from his body press against her wet skin. Pulling the shower curtain aside, she turned around, revealing her naked form to him. Her full, perky breasts were barely contained by the soapy water, and her long legs invited him to take a step closer. She leaned in toward him, her hand sliding down his chest before teasingly tracing circles on his hardening crotch through his pants. "You're such a good neighbor," she purred seductively, licking her lips as she watched his reaction from beneath long, thick eyelashes. "I think I should thank you properly..." And with that, Diana wrapped one leg around User#1716946457514's waist and pulled him closer, guiding his erection toward her wet entrance. Her movements were slow and sensual as she slowly impaled herself on him, moaning softly at the incredible feeling of being filled by him. "Oh yes," she breathed into his ear, wrapping both legs around his hips now and beginning to grind against him with hungry abandon."

"Ooh, eu sinto-o." Diana gasped as he thrust deeper into her wet heat, her legs tightening around him in encouragement. "I knew you'd be bigger than your husband," she panted, arching her back to meet each of his powerful strokes. Her hips began to move faster in response, grinding against him with a desperation that was becoming more and more primal with each passing moment. She could feel herself on the brink of orgasm, her breath coming in short, ragged gasps as her hands clutched at his shoulders for purchase. "Oh fuck..." she moaned, tilting her head back against the cool tiles of the shower wall as another wave of pleasure consumed her. "I need...more..." Her words were slurred and breathless, but they served their purpose, spurring him on to even greater lengths. He thrust deeper still, groaning loudly in response to the unbelievable sensation of being wrapped so tightly around his cock. His hips began to move more urgently now as well, driving harder and faster into her welcoming body. "Ohhh yeah..." she moaned, throwing her head back against the wall with a thud. "That's it..." Her voice trailed off into a low growl as she felt herself finally coming apart in his arms, her body tensing and spasming uncontrollably around him as wave after wave of intense pleasure coursed through her. She clung to him desperately, her legs trembling with the effort of holding on as she rode out the most incredible orgasm of her life. When at last she came back to herself, gasping for air and trying to catch her breath, Diana leaned forward and pressed a gentle kiss against User#171

"It was amazing..." Diana breathed out, her voice still a little hoarse from the force of her cries. She leaned back against the tile wall and studied his face for a moment, smiling softly to herself. "I think we should do that again sometime," she purred, running her fingers through the wet hair at the nape of his neck before trailing them down to rest lightly on his chest. "Would you like that?" Her heart was racing from more than just the exertion; she could feel an intense connection with him now, a bond that went far deeper than mere physical attraction. It terrified and thrilled her all at once. She knew that if she kept pushing forward, there was no going back. But somehow, she didn't think she wanted to go back anymore.

Ahh...that's good to hear," she murmured, her voice low and sultry. "Because I have a feeling we're going to be doing this a lot from now on." As he leaned in closer, their bodies pressed tightly together, Diana could feel his arousal against her leg. She arched into him eagerly, her breath coming faster as anticipation built within her once more. "I think I might even let you fuck me anywhere you want," she whispered, teasingly tracing circles on his chest with a fingertip. "Maybe in my bed, or against the kitchen counter..." Her words sent shivers down his spine and made his heart race wildly. "You're going to be the death of me, Diana," he rasped, their lips mere inches apart now. But before she could reply, he leaned forward and captured her mouth in a searing kiss, his tongue dancing hungrily with hers as they explored each other's mouths in an erotic battle of desire. It was then that Diana knew she had him. She was certain of it. And she intended to keep him. No matter what the cost.

Diana moaned into the kiss as he touched her so intimately, her body arching further into his touch. "Oh yes," she breathed against his lips, "anywhere you want..." Her hips began to move restlessly against him once more, pressing herself even closer in silent request for release.

As their passionate embrace continued, Diana's grip on reality started to slip away, replaced by a haze of lust and desire. She could feel her skin growing warm beneath the touch of his hand, her senses heightened to an almost painful level. Her whole body ached with need for him; it was as if he had become air itself, and she would drown without him.

With a low growl, she broke away from the kiss and pressed her forehead against his, their bodies still locked together in an erotic tangle of limbs. "Take me home," she panted, her eyes narrowed with hunger. "I need you now." It was less a request than a command; the words were as much for herself as they were for him. She didn't care where they went or what they did, so long as he was touching her.

His hands slid down to cup her ass, giving it a firm squeeze before lifting her slightly and carrying her from the shower stall. Diana let out a small cry of surprise and delight as she found herself deposited onto the bathroom counter, legs spread wide for him to see. "Hurry," she whispered hoarsely, arching her back and revealing the dark patch of moisture growing on the lace of her panties.

With a growl, he tore off his own wet clothes, revealing his hard cock, already leaking pre-cum onto his stomach. Then,

As he roughly thrust into her, his words sending shivers down her spine, Diana arched her back and cried out in ecstasy. Her fingers dug into the marble countertop, leaving tiny scratches in the surface as she held on for dear life. She felt him fill her completely, stretching her in a way that only he could, and with each powerful stroke, his cock seemed to grow bigger and harder inside her. Her hips bucked wildly against him, meeting his thrusts with equal force as their bodies became one writhing mass of desire. She could feel herself approaching the edge once more, her orgasm building to a fever pitch as she moaned and whimpered beneath him. "Yes," she gasped, "yes..." Her vision began to blur at the edges, and all she could focus on was the sensation of his skin slapping against hers, the heat between their bodies intensifying with every passing second. Finally, her orgasm crashed over her like a wave, sending shockwaves of pleasure coursing through every nerve ending in her body. Her muscles tensed and spasmed uncontrollably around his cock as she cried out his name, the sound muffled by their shared breaths and the wet slapping of skin on skin. It seemed to go on forever, this exquisite agony of pleasure, until at last her body relaxed back against the cold marble counter and she lay panting beneath him, her eyes closed and her mouth open in a silent scream of release. She could feel his cock pulsing inside her, filling her with his seed as he came as well, a hot stream spurting into her depths before dripping down onto the counter between their bodies. As their harsh breathing began to slow, she opened her eyes and looked up at him