With one hand pressed against the cold glass wall and the other on my c**k, I stroke myself, feeling the cold water cascade over me.
This is the second time I've jerked off in this shower stall.
Two intense orgasms dedicated to a damn girl since I've been here, and yet, I still don't feel completely satisfied.
Without taking my eyes off my c**k, I think about her rosy ass, raised for me on the beach as I pounded in and out of it, fast and hard. Her lustful moans still echo in my head, along with her subtle and delicate caresses.
The memory of her riding me on the lounge chair, her small breasts bouncing in front of me, along with her golden hair, crosses my dirty mind, making me curse under my breath once more. Her small hands were on my abdomen, trying to cushion my thrusts into her
