Miss Erotica (eroticwriter) wrote, @ 2005-03-30 21:05:00

I move from the shower to my room, the towel hanging losely around my body. He moves behind me and presses me down, across the couch... his hands slipping up my towel to remove it from my body.... pulling it away from me, letting it fall and hit the ground softly...

He presses me down, my tits hanging over it as he cups me .. feeling me up and down, making me wetter than I could ever be from the shower... suddenly he thrusts forward into me.. hard.. fast... my cries mix with the sound of his flesh hitting my wet skin...

each thrust a reconfimation that I am his.. and none other may have me

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