Virtues Of Passion
Waves of the Torrent
Taking a shower with the bearer of Torrent perhaps wasn't the best of ideas.
Although, there was no choice since his apartment only had one bathroom, and both of you wanted to get out from the wet suits that were soaked by the ocean.
Much earlier, you were getting some lessons on surfing.
But getting back to the present time.
Here you were, laying on your back in the bathtub, listening to the running shower while moaning higher and higher in pitch at the feeling of a warm tongue plunging deeper inside your nether region, how it felt way too good and just, already something was starting to build up from within, something already was starting to build up and all you could do was violently shake your head back and forth, get much of your fingers tangled up in the auburn hair of his.
Doing that last in particular caused him to really go for plunging his tongue even deeper into your nether region. then, feeling you were so close to bursting, he stopped with what he was doing and slowly slid his tongue out from your nether region.
As he did that, licking his lips of some of the fluids that were coming out.
Swiftly he moved up to where he could look right into your eyes with his bluish green eyes.
Noticing you were gasping quite a bit for air and much of your hair like his own hair, was pretty messy to say the least.
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