It was easy to respond to Vara's desire, and his body did not always listen to what his mind wanted, anyway.  His body had a will of its own, and as Vara rolled her hips against his, his body responded.  He pushed her up against the back of the tub, water sloshing over the edge, one of his big, rough hands on the backside of her thighs, running to the backs of her knees, then down to her backside.  He pressed his chest against her breasts, pressed his mouth against hers.  His cock was on her belly, the warm water swirling around them.<br/><br/>One of his hands gripping her backside, nails pressing into her skin.  He growled some assent to her, nodding, looking into her eyes.  His hand went between there legs and he took hold of his cock.  He moved it so it played between the opening of her sex and the tip of her clit.<br/><br/>He said, "I've been watched before, though usually she was naked and pleasuring herself at the time.  I've been told that my ass looks great when I'm fucking a woman."<br/><br/>When he said this, he pushed the tip of his sex into hers.  He did it slowly - water and sex only went so far, in his experience - until they were locked together.  He touched her face, then twined his fingers in her hair and pushed it so it was over the edge of the tub.  He rolled his hips into her, looking into her eyes, reaching out to make that connection, again, so he could know what she felt, and she would know what he felt with her sex clamped around him, with her legs around him, belly to belly.