After changing into one of his shirts, Gloria watched Lucian take a bath. She had forced him to do that after he serviced her lovely down there.
Standing by the sink, she still felt his tongue on and in her hole. Thus, she watched him as if it was the first time she had seen a man completely naked.
Lucian walked out of the shower cubicle while she handed him a towel, staring at him with that expression he recognized. He was about to speak but she spoke first.
He tied the towel around his waist and she couldn't stop staring at his body. "You've grown so manly," she said. "You weren't this hot." Gloria lifted her head to look at him.
"But you still aren't tall, I grew taller but you are still the same height." Now pushing her backwards, he said.
"I'm not short though," she proudly said.
"Well, I hope Michael doesn't inherit your type of growth in height."
"What do you mean?" She hit his chest.
