They eventually dragged themselves out of the shower after two more rounds against the tiles.

Izuku’s legs felt like jelly. Her pussy was sore, her tits covered in fresh bite marks, and dried cum still streaked the insides of her thighs no matter how much she washed. She dried off in silence, refusing to look at him while she pulled her tiny red dress back on — no bra, no panties, the same slutty outfit she’d arrived in last night. The fabric clung to her damp skin and showed every curve.