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Speaking of large…my eyes find his beautiful cock. If I possessed the ability to
draw, I would have drawn one just like his years ago and sent it to Santa every year
until I got it. Yes, Santa. His member makes me believe in magic.

His big hands replace mine. Henry cups my breasts as he watches the soap wash
away in the water. I briefly wonder if I look silly with my shower cap; no matter the
pattern or material, a shower cap is a shower cap. Some of the water pelts my
nipples, and I stop caring. I’ve forgotten what a shower cap is by the time Henry’s
thumbs start to massage the sensitive peaks.

I moan and arch my breasts into his hands. Any concern I have dissipates; my
body craves Henry’s touch. He picks me up and presses me against the wall with
his body, aligning my breasts with his face. I eagerly wrap my legs around his waist.
He pulls my nipple into his mouth as he continues to torture the other one with
his fingers. I try to grind against him, but he holds me in place and continues to
tease my nipples.
I whimper powerlessly; all my nerve endings are firing at once. I fear I’ll pass
out from sensory overload. The warm water sprays our bodies in a steady stream,
the cool tile is unyielding against my back, and Henry has me throbbing all over.

Henry releases my breasts; his hands cup my ass as his mouth moves to my
throat and neck. I am gripping his shoulders so tightly my knuckles lose some of
their color. He rests his forehead against mine then slightly pulls away to look me
in the eyes. His irises are darker; they remind me of warm honey. The intensity of
his gaze shakes me. Aroused Henry is mesmerizing.

I am so lost in his look that I don’t realize what he’s doing until he buries
himself all the way to the hilt inside of me. I get a brief flashback from last night.
His penetration garners the same result; I crumble. I open and close my mouth, but
nothing comes out. My orgasm is so intense I think everything has gone dark until
I realize my eyes are closed. My nails dig into his shoulders as I ride out the delicious
waves flowing through my body.
This time, he doesn’t stop; he continues to pump into my pulsating core. I
cannot be a porn star. I am positive I look a hot mess. My legs go straight, my toes
curl, and I’m pretty sure my left eye is twitching. It is incredible; I would have never
guessed something like cumming from penetration alone could happen twice.
Henry’s lips twitches slightly; a tinge of smug amusement colors his lustful gaze.