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into the shower. The warm water soothes





                  my muscles, and I tip my head back and





                  let it cascade over my body. I hear the





                  shower door open and close, and I keep





                  my eyes shut. He wraps his arms around





                  my  waist,  his  erection  pressing  into  my





                  back.





                             “You’re fucking perfect.” His voice






                  is filled with lust. I rest my head against




                  his chest and let him cup and knead my
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