“Come on, let’s go shower,” he purrs. Indian hot xxx Hell, maybe I did – it was hard to tell, with the combination of the shower water and the immense pleasure he’d already given me. He lays there on top of me, and his weight soothes me as I begin to come down from my high. He leads me to the bathroom, we turn on the faucet, and as we wait for it to warm up, his hands are roaming my waist and hips and ass, and his lips are on mine, and I wanna melt into his touch. I move the loofah over his broad chest, his powerful, toned arms, his whole body. Read 12027 times |
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I don’t think he fully understands the wonder and desire that I know is alight in my eyes as I scrub his chest. I can hear him groan, and with a quick glance up at him, I continue. He echoes my thoughts aloud, just a moment before he starts thrusting harder and faster, and I feel my lower belly tighten up, and my whole body seems to be holding a breath, and suddenly…
…release.
