Caleb.
When the first spray hit her chest, plastering the top to her body well, my stomach dropped.
Christ almighty.
The outline of her breast was so visible now, and the faint pink of her hard n*****s.
Infact, she might have as well been naked.
Worse, she was watching me.
Taunting.
Her tongue ran across her lips as more water splashed on her, drenching her completely.
She arched slightly then rolled her shoulders back as if stretching.
A whole performance!
For me.
I swallowed hard and my throat was now dry.
My c**k sprung in my sweats, straining for freedom against fabric.
She tilted her head ever so slightly, dragging the hose over her stomach and down her thighs, lingering just long enough for me to imagine the most sinful of things.
Fuck.
I placed my hands on the counter
