One Hot Shower

he likes me wet in the shower
his hands filled with soap
covering my breasts with is hands

he could shift behind
slide his cock between my thighs
roll my nipples between his fingers

I could rock on my hips
erection between my legs
he could finger me slowly

my body pressed to the glass
whisper incoherent words
and drag his teeth against my skin

I could turn my head
our tongues interlaced
in an open mouth kiss

he could plunge deep into me
taking us both to an
uncontrolled finish

showers
yes he likes me
wet in the shower