Pleasure ride

In the shower at a late hour, the stars are out, the moon so full and I want my fill of you…we climb inside, the streaming water slides, cascades down my face, down your neck, down my breasts, down your stomach, down my thighs and meets at our feet. I’m trying not to be so coy, but it’s you I long to enjoy. It’s your soul that my soul longs to greet.

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