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Fucked Bitch after Shower

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Fucked Bitch after Shower is a sex story about , toilet, sex (I’ve never actually ever done that but it does happen a lot), and , but not much else besides that. And of course there is a subplot where she is having anal play. I’ll talk about anal play in detail in a later blog.

So this one is really, really hard for me to write but I’m trying.

A few days ago I was doing my laundry in the bathroom and I came out to the sink and was looking up to see some guys walking in. I thought they might be in the shower so I walked in to take a look. I was surprised to see a man, maybe 5’8, thin, short dark hair with a nice pair of glasses wearing a shirt, shorts and a pair of black socks. I was a little surprised he was wearing a t shirt and he was wearing a long light colored shirt with a hood. My eyes widened as I walked in but I wasn’t too nervous. He was a nice guy, about 5 foot 7 inch tall, thin with blue eyes and short dark brown hair. He had light brown eyes, brown long blonde hair and a small build, short straight brown hair that made it difficult for me to see his chest. He was wearing an under shirt, a short sleeve pullover, a long brown shirt with a short sleeve over top, a long sleeve jacket, a large belt with two belts around his neck and a pair of brown pants and black stockings. He was dressed in a light black t shirt and a hoodie and he was wearing an undershirt.

Now the next day at school he was wearing a t shirt, a light blue short sleeved t shirt, a long dark brown top and dark brown pants with black straps and a black belt. He was wearing a belt with two loops around his waist and a pink belt around his belt buckle. He was wearing dark brown shoes and black sneakers. He had dark brown hair that was parted in the front and he was wearing dark glasses with grey highlights over them. I asked him if I could try on my t shirt and he nodded so I got up and went to the laundry room for a shower. I walked in and saw him and I was a little surprised that the guy was wearing his t shirt on and off. My head tilted down so I could get a better look, and he had a slightly smaller build and a shorter torso. I asked him what his shirt was and he asked me to get out of his way. I did and as I was taking my shirt off I noticed he had his hands around my neck, and I noticed he had his hands under my shirt, but he was still holding onto my shirt collar and he was wearing my under shirt, so I grabbed onto the sides of his shirt to pull it up and he was holding onto the side of the shirt with his hands, I pulled them away and I was sitting on the side. He started to pull on the shirt to get it off and I started to get a little wet and I felt him pull my shirt down, and he began to stroke the top of my shirt and the top of the shirt was still wet, and I felt the top of the collar pull me over to his side, and I noticed the top of his head was just inches away from the top of the shirt and he was holding onto it. He was wearing his shirt down and I thought he might be doing that to get a better view, but I kept pulling and he kept holding onto it. I was starting to get very turned on and I was rubbing all the way down.

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