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One morning in the shower, I was lamenting my lack of a good, hard fuck and remembering what our sex life was like just a few years before.
I admit my memories were getting me horny, and soon my hands were wandering over my slippery, soapy flesh, squeezing my breasts and pinching my nipples and then wandering down to caress my pussy. I didn't want to get out of the shower yet, so I just did what I always did in these situations. just come in and go to the bathroom quickly."The door opened when I was only halfway through this statement and I heard him sigh as he finally relieved himself.
He gave it a couple of quick strokes and it grew a little bit, but then I tucked it away and washed his hands, leaving me in the shower, even hotter than I had been.
He nodded vaguely and adjusted his half-hard cock in his pants as I turned to go into my room.I held tight to his shoulders as I came, this time not whispering his name but rather shouting it out at the top of my lungs, as I had longed to do for so long.I leaned against him limply after my orgasm, my muscles turned to jello and a satiated smile on my face.My tongue poked out and licked my lips as I wondered if he'd had a blowjob yet.I pinched my nipple as I remembered him suckling my milk as a child.