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From the archives... He gently rapped on the bathroom door. It would be rude not to announce himself. She bade him to enter, and he gently closed the door behind him. He approached the curtain and gently slid it open. Peeking his head in, he found her smiling. And wet... She was magnificent. She always was. And he always thought it. He hoped the smile on his face conveyed the fact sufficiently. "Hello...." she purred. He gently ran his left hand up her slick body. She had already washed her hair, and conditioner was running down her body. He caressed her side and then her back, ultimately supporting her against him. They shared a deep passionate kiss. And another. And another. Her breasts were pressed against him. They were magnificent... The shower curtain was still between them. He reached around the right side, and embraced her around her waist. The warm water ran down his arm and onto his torso. The floor would dry. He gently ran his fingertips along her waist and side, and her skin responded. They kissed again, more gently this time. His hand slowly moved up her body until his fingers found her left nipple. He slowly traced the outer edge, and her breath slowed. She was his. He carefully released her from his grasp and slid the right side of the curtain shut. He quickly slid out of his mesh shorts and stepped into the back of the shower. He slid both arms around her and pulled her tightly against him, the warm water enveloping them both. He resumed kissing her as his fingertips gently massaged her back and shoulders. She melted into his grasp and enjoyed the rub. The gently softness of his fingers in harmony with the steady warm pulsastions of the shower made her feel extremely relaxed. And safe. And desired. The massage continued for some time, until he pulled back from her lips and bit her softly on the earlobe. He cooed into her ear. "Perhaps it is time to take care of that conditioner...". Without releasing her, he slid his fingers up her neck, gently massaging as he progressed. Tenderly, he slid his fingers into her hair, firmly massaging her scalp. She was so loose. And free. He rinsed her hair slowly. Deliberately. Her body was putty in his hands... Embrace the suck |
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and my imagination can finish the story. I love when you write like this. I wish you did it more often. Opportunity may knock only once, but temptation bangs on the door forever!
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