His olive skin shimmers under the running water. And the monster c**k between his thighs dangles with each movement.
Water trickles down the thick length like veins and meets at the tip of his c**k.
The view is wild. It's a waterfall a girl my age has no business seeing.
‘Ash!’
No matter how hard I try, I can't ignore the sight. Can't stop swallowing like I'm drinking the water running down the tip of his c**k. Like I'm some psycho.
“Hmm.” He sighs under the running water and scrubs his body.
His hands stroke his long muscular arms, hard muscles of his back, his firm buttocks, strong enough to break a woman’s hips during hard thrusts… and his c**k!
‘Oohh…’
My thighs clench like he swiped under my thighs.
Like it's my cunt he grabbed.
I hastily shut the door and suck in air
