I smile and mutter something about how he can go shower alone, then. Porn Why not save water, right? His mouth is gentle but desperate, hungry but careful. I reach one hand up to the back of his neck and pull him closer, my other hand stroking him as we kiss. He feels so good. He laughs softly and strips down to his boxers, and comes over to grab me off the bed, and I turn over onto my stomach in an attempt to crawl away. I could die here, and be forever happy. Our hands travel all over each other’s skin, and the water falls perfectly against us, and everything feels like it’s just how it should be.
