Kran Untuk Shower Novels & Stories

I stretch and feel my body pop in the best places. I sprint to the bathroom as my bladder is screaming to be emptied. I take my time admiring the lavish bathroom and how clean it is, not what I was expecting for a male at all. Everything is in order and sparkling clean all neatly placed along the walls or shower insert. The bathtub is huge big enough to fit all of us and more I reckon. The shower is also amazing with the multiple jets that line the wall and a shower head at each end. I really want to shower in here.

I wait impatiently as he wanders around, reaching the bathroom. He peers inside, frowning. “What is this contraption?” “Huh?” I follow his gaze. “Oh, a shower.” He blinks, watching me as I brush past him, leaning in to turn it on. He jumps back a little as the water starts to fall. “Like rain?” “Basically. It’s not though, like a bath,” I explain, stepping back. He stares at it for a long moment. I can’t help but giggle, enjoying seeing him bewildered. There’s plenty he doesn’t yet understand about this world, and yet this seems to have captivated him the most.

The Beckham brothers absolutely want this, one hundred percent. So I decided to go for it. Standing up once more, I grab the shower head. It’s the kind that’s flexible with a long metal cord, and I blast the water at my chest, letting it pummel my boobies. But that’s not enough. Turning back to the men, I lean over, showing my holes again, letting them look right up my pussy and ass. Wiggling a bit, I taunt them, giggling over the hissing sound of spray.