Poppy
I gripped onto his shoulders as I felt my body erupt in pleasure. Am I really going to c*m from my shower head!?
Damian pulled away from me, chuckling as he removed it from my groin. I pouted as he reached up, hooking it back in place. I leaned forward, sticking my tongue out and dragging it on his peck.
“Oh?” He grabbed me, pulling me into him. I don’t know why, but the water running off this man tasted absolutely delectable. I felt him run his fingers into my hair, yanking my head back. My tongue hung helplessly out, as I’m pretty sure I looked like a begging dog. He lifted his other hand, running his thumb across my bottom lip.
“Mmm... You like that... then...” He shoved me down onto my knees as his d**k came into focus in front of me. Oh... G-DAMN! I caught myself before
