<div align="center"><em>Abigale</em></div><hr/><br/>Abigale could barely think at the moment. He pulled her up and came inside her. All she felt was the water beating against her skin and his cock throbbing inside her as it shot out every last drop. Her eyes rolled back a little as he bit into her neck and then kissed at the small red mark. She leaned against him panting as he said the whole camp probably heard them, "Probably...I've never been good...at keeping quite. I usually hold a hand...over my mouth," she'd been worried that if she did that, she would of slipped off the wall and fallen to the floor. That wouldn't of been good for either of them.<br/><br/>Shivering as he pulled out of her and she felt some of his cum run down her legs to be swept away from the shower stream. Abigale smiled as he kissed her and groped her once more. She realized suddenly how cold the water had gotten and that the showers weren't a very warm place. Thankfully, Vincent turned the water off and she quickly wrapped herself up in the thick towel, picking her dripping panties, bra, and undershirt off the shower floor.<br/><br/>"I'd like that," she kissed him lightly on the lips before starting to dry off so she could get her jeans and shirt back on, "I'll see you later. I'm late for helping out with archery lessons," not that she was terribly good at it, "I've got to go get some dry underwear before I head over there and I'm sure you've got plenty of things to find and fix," with that, she jogged out, her hair still rather wet and soaking through the back of her shirt as she went.