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The Shower

Thought's are dancing through my mind, visions of bodies innertwined, hot steamy showers water dripping down our back as you washed away the dirt and sweat from our moment of escasty... Glass fogged up, air so thick I can barely breath, fingertips tracing the lines of my body now covered in suds, laughing as you pop the bubbles.... filling your hands to rinse me clean, so pure, so suductive you seem to me... you tease me with your innocent looks, and taunt me with you wondering eyes...I want to take you as you are and then we can start all over...and this time I wash you!


By: R Fuller  10-8-2010
Written by blueeyes415263
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