I allowed the cold water from the shower to splash down on my hair and down to my shoulder. It was supposed to keep me from those unwanted thoughts, but instead, I couldn't refrain from it.
I have made love to her instead of s*x and I have enjoyed every bit of it. I love the taste of her body, I love to hear her moan and I enjoyed how she had submitted to me.
Not knowing who I am truly, she had begged for my body and I have given it to her. She is delicious; I will give her that, and her tight p***y makes me crave more. Thinking about her alone is enough to make me aroused. At this, I hiss loudly.
" Damn," I cursed, but a soft sound of footsteps came through at that moment to distract me, and I turned to see her, the beautiful lady whom I had taken, standing at the entrance.
She is
