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“I thought we were to save water by taking a shower together.” I scowled and smacked his shoulder.
He smirked with that wet but half-hard cock dangling inches from me. “I guess so. Guess it didn’t work out as we wished.”
No, not remotely close.
He pulled me into his arms again. “And what do you have to say for the shower does nothing to clean us up?”
“That you barged into my shower and flashed me with your cock? You sweaty and annoying man.”
He rolled his eyes. “You asked me to shower with you.”
I gulped, my cheeks were burning. “I was trying to fetch the soap.”
“I also put it onto you and rub that right in.”
Dammit… My pussy contracted again. Sometimes, accidents could be favorable?