Agnes crouched in the hot spring water, steam rising around her body as her face came within inches of Strax’s throbbing penis. Her eyes gleamed with mischief as she ran her thumb over the sensitive glans, spreading the pre-ejaculate fluid over the crown. She lowered her gaze, watching the drops of moisture mix with the water and trickle down the shaft. In a slow, deliberate movement, she leaned forward and, with her tongue, licked Strax’s penis from base to tip, savoring the salty taste of its essence.

Strax sighed, shuddering under her touch. His head fell back, and he braced his hands on the smooth stones at the edge of the spring, his nails digging into the damp surface. His hips moved involuntarily, pressing against Agnes’s face in a silent plea for more friction.

In response, Agnes smiled, enveloping the crown of Strax’s penis with her lips and sucking it into her mouth. She trapped it between her tongue and palate, swirling it around the glans before releasing and moving her mouth up and down the shaft. Her fingers encircled the base, squeezing and massaging the veins that protruded as she sucked, waiting for the pink, swollen tip to press against the back of her throat.

Strax groaned, lost in pleasure. His hands moved to Agnes’s hair, entwining it and guiding her movements as she took him deeper, until the tip of his penis reached her throat. She swallowed around it, the contractions of her throat tightening as she looked at him with burning eyes.

"Fuck, Agnes," he gasped, his hips involuntarily moving forward. "If you don’t take that delicious mouth off me, I’m going to cum now."

In response, she pulled his penis from her mouth and ran it across her lips, leaving a trail of saliva and pre-cum between them. "Who said I wanted you to cum so soon?" "I haven’t even started playing with you yet," she teased, her voice husky.

With that, she plunged in, taking his entire penis into her mouth until her nose almost touched his skin, now warmed by the thermal water. She looked up to meet his, swallowing around him while maintaining eye contact. Strax’s eyelids closed, and he gasped, lost in the sensations.

Agnes established a rhythm, moving up and down Strax’s penis, the warm water rippling around them with each movement. Each time she reached his throat, she swallowed around him, the rhythmic contractions tightening around him. Her fingers moved to his testicles, rolling and massaging his balls as she sucked him.

Strax was close. He could feel the orgasm building in his lower back, his balls tightening and his penis throbbing. "Fuck, Agnes, I’m close," he gasped. "If you don’t want me to come in your mouth, you need to stop now."

Agnes didn’t stop. If anything, she intensified her efforts, sucking harder and more urgently. Her fingers traced his testicles as she stimulated him, the surrounding water vibrating with her movements. She looked at him the whole time, watching his face contort with pleasure.

With a strangled cry, Strax reached his climax. His penis throbbed in Agnes’s mouth, spurting hot, thick jets of semen. She continued to suck, swallowing every drop as he writhed and trembled in ecstasy.

When he finally stopped ejaculating, Agnes released Strax’s penis from her mouth. With a mischievous smile, she ran her tongue over the glans and collected the remaining semen. "Mmm, you taste delicious, Strax," she purred.

Strax just stared at her, too stunned to respond. His chest rose and fell with heavy breathing, his body glistening with water and sweat.

"Now it’s your turn to return the favor," Agnes announced, rising partially in the shallow water of the fountain. She turned and leaned over a warm rock at the edge, presenting her buttocks to him, the water trickling down her skin. Her feet were firmly planted on the bottom of the fountain, allowing him to see her exposed, moist cleft.

Strax needed no further invitation. He approached from behind, the water rippling around his hips. With his hand, he guided his penis to the entrance of Agnes’s vagina. He rubbed the glans against her clitoris, teasing her before plunging into her in a slow, steady motion.

Agnes gasped as he penetrated her, her head falling forward. Strax placed his hands on her hips, holding her in place as he thrust in and out in an intense, steady rhythm. The water around them churned with the movement, mingling with Agnes’s muffled moans of pleasure.

"Damn, you’re so tight," Strax gasped, his thrusts becoming faster and stronger. "I love how your pussy holds me."

"You like this, don’t you?" Agnes teased, pushing her hips to meet him. "You like fucking my tight little pussy?"

Strax growled in response, giving Agnes’s buttock a sharp slap, the sound echoing softly over the water. "Yes, I do," he affirmed, increasing the pace. "I love your greedy pussy. I love how you squeeze me."

He leaned over her body, enveloping her as he increased the intensity of his thrusts. His lips moved to Agnes’s ear, and he bit her earlobe before murmuring, "I want to cum inside you. I want to fill your pussy with my semen."

Agnes shuddered at the words and the sensation of him filling her. "Yes," she begged. "Cum inside me, Strax."

At Agnes’s words, Strax redoubled his efforts, moving faster and harder. The water churned violently around them, their bodies colliding in a frenetic rhythm.

Agnes pushed back, wrapping her inner muscles around Strax’s throbbing penis. She was close, her own climax building with each thrust. "More," she pleaded. "Harder, Strax. I need to cum."

In response, Strax gave another sharp slap and murmured, "Cum for me."

The words pushed her over the edge. With a sharp cry, Agnes came, her body writhing in ecstasy, the surrounding water trembling with the movement. Her inner walls tightened around Strax’s penis, milking it.

With the recent tightening, Strax also reached orgasm. He buried himself deep, his penis throbbing as he released hot, thick jets of semen inside her. He growled with pleasure, his hands tightening on Agnes’s hips as he spilled into her.

Waves of pleasure washed over them both, and they were so connected, moving in unison within the warm water of the hot spring, which rippled around their bodies. Strax pumped back and forth, prolonging the orgasm for both him and Agnes, who gasped and moaned, the sound partially muffled by the steam and the gentle bubbling of the water.

When they finally stopped, both exhausted and breathless, Strax embraced Agnes by the waist while she was still submerged, pulling her into a deep, passionate kiss. Water dripped down their skin as he slid his hands over her body, adoring the curves and rounded areas warmed by the spring.

Agnes returned the affection, turning in Strax’s arms to kiss him intensely. She wrapped her legs around him, intertwining her ankles with his muscular thighs for support, their bodies pressed together and partially submerged. Strax held her buttocks, squeezing and massaging the wet flesh as they kissed passionately, his penis slowly hardening again against her, warmed by the water.

"Let’s do this again," Strax gasped between kisses. "Every time we’re alone here..."

Without leaving the spring, he lifted her slightly, supporting her against a smooth, warm rock at the edge. His muscles flexed with the effort as he held her firmly against his body. Agnes wrapped her arms around his neck, pressing her bare, panting chest against his.

With one hand, he brushed the damp hair from Agnes’s forehead, leaning in to kiss her again. His lips brushed hers, and he deepened the kiss, his tongue exploring her mouth before slowly descending down her neck to her wet breasts.

He licked her nipple, already hardened by the combination of heat and arousal, sucking it slowly before moving to the other, repeating the gesture eagerly.

Agnes arched her back against the hot stone, gasping at the sensation. The water rippled around them as she ran her hands over Strax’s muscular chest, feeling the skin tingle beneath her fingers.

Strax’s mouth trailed down her abdomen, leaving a wet trail of kisses until he reached between her legs. He knelt partially in the water, pulling her closer as he buried his face between her thighs.

Agnes cried out, the sound echoing softly through the surrounding steam. Her legs closed around his head, pressing him against her as he explored her with his mouth, the hot water mingling with the intensity of the moment.

Strax paused for a moment, looking at Agnes’ flushed face, before sliding two fingers inside her. He moved them firmly and rhythmically, the water facilitating the movement as she writhed beneath his touch.

With his free hand, he cupped his own penis, now stiff again, running his fingers over the moist glans.

He positioned himself between Agnes’ open thighs, still leaning against the rock. With a firm movement, he penetrated her again, sinking into her as the surrounding water churned.

Agnes cried out in pleasure, her nails digging into Strax’s back as he buried himself deep. Their bodies moved together, partially submerged, the water amplifying every sensation.

Strax began to pump, his hips slamming against her in a steady, intense rhythm. The sound of the water mingled with their moans and heavy breathing.

Agnes was lost in ecstasy, her fingers tangled in his hair as she moved her hips to the rhythm. Her body reacted to each thrust, tightening around him.

"Oh God, Strax," she gasped. "I’ve never felt like this..."

With a low growl, he intensified his movements, pushing deeper, harder, the water around them trembling with the impact.

He kissed her again, muffling her moans as he continued to move with increasing intensity. The steam enveloped them both, creating a dense and intimate atmosphere.

Strax’s forehead glistened with water and sweat, drops trickling down Agnes’s body as she moved beneath him. Their bodies were slippery, warm, completely surrendered to the moment.

Agnes’s stomach clenched, her legs tightening around him as she approached climax once more.

"Damn it, Agnes...," Strax groaned against her ear, his breathing heavy. "I’m going to come. I’m going to come hard."