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By RomanticMechanic Date: 2003 Oct 01 Comment on this Work [[2003.10.01.07.33.17950]] |
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You were singing and giggling in the shower as I danced about the room - when a sudden wild hair sucked me into the shower with you - The beads of water warming trickled down your skin I drank them up - like a thirsty pup it stirred my blood within. Our kisses slid with wetness embraced in moist caress There is no other feeling like it. A slithery soapy mess. The shower beat my back a pulsating pouding pleasure. I spun you around to rinse you off not a spot - did I chance to miss. I washed your hair - as I licked your lips teasing your tips , lost in your hips. So long in the shower for almost an hour ; The water grew cold; and in laughter we shouted, fled from the spray wrapped in our towel Calgon - take me away. |