"Adammair," she said softly in her lyrical voice. "I am truly loving your mouth on me, but I think a shower would be in order." When he looked up at Elenwe allowing the nipple he just had between his lips, slip from them, her breast genteelly bouncing. She couldn't help herself she presses her lips to his. "Mmmm, your firm lips are quite lovely, against mine. The shower, before we get to distracted here."