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Chapter 25: Towel Talk

Author: Patty Writes
last update Petsa ng paglalathala: 2026-07-08 02:29:51
Theo

Cold water trickled down my body but the heat, the tension, the fright, it was all difficult to rid myself of.

An exorcism. I needed one.

I leaned against the wall, allowing the cold water beat desire out of me but the more I spent in the shower, the warmer the water felt against my skin.

I looked down.

My erection remained engorged with pent up desires and unspoken things I wanted to do to my wife.

No matter the cold pelts of the water, my mind kept circling back to her.

The moist
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