Mary mourned the loss of his fingers, but feeling the head of his cock against her folds was even better.

"I want your cock inside me, Jim," she gasped. "I want to feel your length moving in and out of me. Fill me up with it, please."

She ground her hips down over him as he teased her, reaching down with her own fingers to stroke along his hard length. She'd never had sex in a tub before, but then there were many things Mary had never done before meeting Jim.