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By *rproton OP Man
over a year ago
Dublin |
As he entered the bathroom, he saw Irene letting the warm water flow down her long, hazel brown hair, down her back, in the shower separee which was walled off by a massive, sturdy thick glass wall running from the ceiling down to the floor. Her head piqued, acknowledging the fact that she detected his presence.
"How can I help?" he asked drily, feigning disinterest as he eyed the plethora of various soaps and bottles on the recessed shelf in the wall.
She passed him a bottle with a skin scrub, with equally feigned disinterest and turned her back towards him. He took the hint, poured a healthy amount of the gel, mixed it up with a bit of warm water pouring from the above, and lathered it into her skin, getting soaked with the water as he got closer to her.
She let go a silent sigh of relief as his hands started working their pattern across her back, the fingertips kneading into the muscles next to the spine, the shoulder blades, the shoulders, up the neck, and down the side of the spine again.
He enojoyed the view of her body minutely twisting under his influence over and oevr again as he further pressed into the muscles, trying to liquify them, letting the soapy gel act as a lubricant.
He approached a bit closer, ever so gently pressing his member against her backside as he slipped his hands over the shoulders to the front, gently working against the chest muscles, deliberately circling around her firm, large breasts, gauging the amount of excitement of her nipples by the firmness of the skin he probed.
He landed a soft kiss under her earlobe, pressing even more against her back, his hands cupping her breasts from behind, from the bottom, picking them up, letting her firm nipples land between his thumb and index finger, using the opportunity to twist them gently as she let a groan escape her throat, eyes closed, throwing her head back, and to the side, exposing her neck even more to his lips.
He proceeded to gently scrape her neck with the skin of his teeth, while rubbing the soap from her breasts across her tiight, taught belly, reaching even lower to the pubis, spreading his fingers so as to tease the clitoris from the sides, never making contact with it. |
