Mei's face instantly brightened.
"Oh, thank you, Akira-kun!" she whispered, pressing a grateful kiss to his neck. "Come, the bathroom is right here. I'll make sure you're clean and smelling fresh."
She slipped out of bed, grabbing a silk bathrobe from the hook on the back of the bedroom door, tying it quickly around her swollen, dripping body. She looked back at him with a smile.
Akira watched her go, a small, satisfied smile playing on his lips.
"Feels good to have the love and devotion of a MILF, uhn?" Ai teased in his head.
"You have no idea."
He followed her into the spacious, clean bathroom. Mei was already running the shower, adjusting the temperature until the steam began to fill the room, softening the harsh edges of the light.
"Sit, please," she murmured, gesturing to the closed toilet lid. "I'll get everything ready."
