In The Shower


I could think of you for hours,
and fuck around for a bit in the shower.
But no steam could match your heat.
And no shower head
could get me nearly as wet.
Man, I'm craving you the best ...
Can't wait until the second we undress.
Your all I can think about,
because you've got me this aroused.

I've got the temp all the way up.
Just step in ...
it would be enough.

You could watch as I soap down this body.
As you smirk, I'd only get more naughty ...
because baby I'm a freak for you,
you've just yet to become introduced.

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