"How?" Mario's question didn't get an answer, how could he get an answer when he got a barrage of attacks from behind him.
Bey tightened her grip on the rim of the clear resin that formed the walls of their bathroom tub. The more powerful Mario attacked her the more she couldn't contain herself.
Only sighs continued to sound, even Mario had lost control, the man strained and spilled all the liquid in his wife's narrow cavity, hitting several times. The two of them relaxed and fell into the pool of thinning foam. The two of them, briefly pecked each other on the lips and plopped down in the water, breathed erratically.
"I guess, I'm running out of energy, and need some food right now.." Bey nodded in agreement, Mario was so right that even now their joints were shaking.
