Page 164 of Niccolo

She swirled a bit of it around her nipple, causing it to grow erect again…

And then put her finger in her mouth as she held eye contact with me.

Fuuuuuuuck.

My cock was fully hard again.

She sucked the dab of cum off her finger and raised her eyes. “Not bad. Salty.”

I wanted her again –

But, to be honest, evenIdidn’t want to get all sticky.

I guess she was a bit more sexual in some ways than evenIwas.

“Come on,” I said, grabbing her hand as I got out of bed.

“Where are we going?!”

“To the shower.”

“Why?”

“Because I’m going to fuck you again in there.”

“Oh!” she exclaimed, and jumped out of bed enthusiastically.

The shower was wonderful: a giant glass cube with four separate showerheads that sprayed us from every direction.

I wiped her body clean with a wet washcloth, then began to soap her up.

She followed suit, although 90% of her effort was on soaping up my erect cock.

I didn’t mind at all.

She stared at it as she stroked it softly.

“It’s sobig,”she murmured at one point.

Wordseveryman loves to hear.

“I’m glad you like it.”

She looked up at me and gave me a half-smirk. “You like it when women stroke your ego?”

“I like it whenyoustroke my ego,” I said with a grin.

“Mmmm… well, I like stroking somethingelse,too,” she whispered as she slowly moved her soapy hand up and down my shaft.

I kissed her, and she stood up on her tiptoes to kiss me back.

Her lips were soft, and she immediately opened her mouth and hungrily sought out my tongue.

Hot water sprayed softly down on us…

I rubbed her soaped-up breasts…

And she stroked me even more insistently.

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