The third point of view :
The desire between them was obvious and saturated the bathroom. Julie didn't need to ask for consent from Anabelle, the look in her eyes was all the consent he needed.
At once, he got rid of his shirt and climbed in with her, the lukewarm water swirling around them. Julie reached out and grabbed Anabelle, making her to straddle him.
Biting down on her lips, Anabelle pushed herself down and guided him slowly inside of her. She gasped with pleasure as he spread her folds.
Julie pushed his hips forward causing Anabelle to whimper as the rest of him buried deep inside of her. He was full and buried into her to the hilt, the feeling was magnificent and she was drunk with pleasure.
Then he grabbed her hips and began to pound into her fast and hard. Anabelle's moans and Julie's groans filled the room as the both of them moved.
