My Bully
We stepped into the shower, allowing the water to cascade over us, washing away any remnants of our passionate encounter.
As the water flowed, he reached for the shower gel and began to gently massage it onto my body, his eyes locked with mine. I surrendered myself to his touch, feeling a surge of excitement as he skillfully stroked my dick, causing a soft moan to escape my lips.
Taking the shower gel in my hands, I returned the favor, running my hands along his body, exploring every inch of his skin.
As I cleansed him, his hands moved up and down my shaft, sending waves of pleasure through me.