Her lips parted, and she whimper with each sighing breath. The shower wall was cold, but he was warm and and solid quickly speeding her heart away. Elle followed his soft lips, trying to capture them, his hot exhales maddening against hers. "The shower will be here when we're done," she promised, reaching between their pressed bodies to lightly brush her fingers against his wet erection.
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Date: 2009-11-19 06:36 am (UTC)