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her mouth. With deep long strokes he kept pumping into her at an unrelenting
pace; letting her mouth go only to allow her to get air and to bite on her
neck. When he started to feel her cunt rhythmically clenching him he knew she was
almost ready to cream. Bringing one hand between them he found her clit and
rolled and pinched it with his fingers. With the new added sensation she
reached her climax and as she began to cry out with her orgasm he took her
mouth and swallowed her cries with his kiss. She began to whimper into his
mouth so he released her clit clutched her hip and started pounding into her in
chase of his own fulfillment. With her pussy milking his dick it wasn’t long
before he felt his own quickening. Only this time just as he was about to cum
he pulled out, released her mouth groaned out her name “Uhhhh Sara” as he let
loose his load, spurting on her belly and thigh. Once the hum of their post
coital high simmered down and they both caught their breath Eric slowly let her
down to stand on her legs.
Sara knew going into the
shower he was going to take her again, he had said so but she didn’t think he
would take her up against the wall. She thought maybe laying on the tub floor,
the sensation she had felt in that position was mind boggling. He was so deep
in her it felt like he was touching her womb. And when he had pinched her clit
she felt the same pleasure and pain she had felt when he pulled on her hair.
She really didn’t expect that, pain usually hurts but for some reason in these
instances it felt pleasurable. How was that possible?
Eric had finally let her
stand, her legs were a bit shaky but she didn’t need his support this time so
that was good. She watched as Eric somewhat turned and reached for her body
puff and body wash that was sitting in her plastic shower caddy. He squeezed
some of the pear-scented wash onto the puff returned the bottle to the caddy
and started to rub the puff till the body soap foamed. When the puff had
sufficient suds, he turned back to her and began to wash her upper body.
“What are you doing?”
Not stopping his self-assigned
chore of washing her he smiled at her with his lop sided grin before replying
in humorous voice.
“I’m washing you baby,
gotta get you clean after I dirtied you all up. I love this smell; do all your
perfumed products have this same smell?”
“Yes I love the smell of
fresh pear so I use the whole line from Victoria’s Secret.”
Eric continued until her
body had been washed; he then washed his own body. When he was finished he
reached for the shampoo squirted a nice amount in his hands and began to wash
her hair; massaging her scalp then working down to her long tresses. Sara loved
the feel of him massaging her scalp. This simple act made her heart swell a bit.
She had never been taken care of in such a way. As he finished with her hair he
then did his own and it was the same with the conditioner.
Once they were both
clean Eric turned the water taps off pulled the curtain back and stretched his
arm out to reach one of her fluffy gold colored towels. While Eric was getting
a towel Sara wrung the excess water out of her hair. That was one of the
drawbacks of long hair; but she didn’t like the way she looked with short hair.
She had tried one of those sleek short cuts; she thought it made her look
pretentious and she had to go back every 3 weeks to maintain the look. No,
longer hair was simple and more feminine. She had a few layers cut around her
face and long side sweep bangs it gave her a gentle, easy going look and that’s
what she liked.
Towel in hand Eric dried
them both off. Sara took the towel from Eric bent over and wrapped her hair in
the towel Carmen Miranda style. Once upright she saw that Eric was no longer in
the shower with her. He had stepped out gotten ahold of the other towel and now
had it swathed around his hips. He was picking up the clothes that they had
abandoned on the floor. Not wanting to stand
her mouth. With deep long strokes he kept pumping into her at an unrelenting
pace; letting her mouth go only to allow her to get air and to bite on her
neck. When he started to feel her cunt rhythmically clenching him he knew she was
almost ready to cream. Bringing one hand between them he found her clit and
rolled and pinched it with his fingers. With the new added sensation she
reached her climax and as she began to cry out with her orgasm he took her
mouth and swallowed her cries with his kiss. She began to whimper into his
mouth so he released her clit clutched her hip and started pounding into her in
chase of his own fulfillment. With her pussy milking his dick it wasn’t long
before he felt his own quickening. Only this time just as he was about to cum
he pulled out, released her mouth groaned out her name “Uhhhh Sara” as he let
loose his load, spurting on her belly and thigh. Once the hum of their post
coital high simmered down and they both caught their breath Eric slowly let her
down to stand on her legs.
Sara knew going into the
shower he was going to take her again, he had said so but she didn’t think he
would take her up against the wall. She thought maybe laying on the tub floor,
the sensation she had felt in that position was mind boggling. He was so deep
in her it felt like he was touching her womb. And when he had pinched her clit
she felt the same pleasure and pain she had felt when he pulled on her hair.
She really didn’t expect that, pain usually hurts but for some reason in these
instances it felt pleasurable. How was that possible?
Eric had finally let her
stand, her legs were a bit shaky but she didn’t need his support this time so
that was good. She watched as Eric somewhat turned and reached for her body
puff and body wash that was sitting in her plastic shower caddy. He squeezed
some of the pear-scented wash onto the puff returned the bottle to the caddy
and started to rub the puff till the body soap foamed. When the puff had
sufficient suds, he turned back to her and began to wash her upper body.
“What are you doing?”
Not stopping his self-assigned
chore of washing her he smiled at her with his lop sided grin before replying
in humorous voice.
“I’m washing you baby,
gotta get you clean after I dirtied you all up. I love this smell; do all your
perfumed products have this same smell?”
“Yes I love the smell of
fresh pear so I use the whole line from Victoria’s Secret.”
Eric continued until her
body had been washed; he then washed his own body. When he was finished he
reached for the shampoo squirted a nice amount in his hands and began to wash
her hair; massaging her scalp then working down to her long tresses. Sara loved
the feel of him massaging her scalp. This simple act made her heart swell a bit.
She had never been taken care of in such a way. As he finished with her hair he
then did his own and it was the same with the conditioner.
Once they were both
clean Eric turned the water taps off pulled the curtain back and stretched his
arm out to reach one of her fluffy gold colored towels. While Eric was getting
a towel Sara wrung the excess water out of her hair. That was one of the
drawbacks of long hair; but she didn’t like the way she looked with short hair.
She had tried one of those sleek short cuts; she thought it made her look
pretentious and she had to go back every 3 weeks to maintain the look. No,
longer hair was simple and more feminine. She had a few layers cut around her
face and long side sweep bangs it gave her a gentle, easy going look and that’s
what she liked.
Towel in hand Eric dried
them both off. Sara took the towel from Eric bent over and wrapped her hair in
the towel Carmen Miranda style. Once upright she saw that Eric was no longer in
the shower with her. He had stepped out gotten ahold of the other towel and now
had it swathed around his hips. He was picking up the clothes that they had
abandoned on the floor. Not wanting to stand
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