The bathroom mirror fogs up as the hot water from the shower cascades down, steaming up the small room. You step into the shower, the water hitting your skin, and you let out a sigh of relief. I watch you from the doorway, my eyes tracing the curves of your body, the water dripping down your skin. "You know, I've been thinking about this all day," I say, stepping into the shower with you. The water is hot, but it's not as hot as the look you give me. "You've been thinking about what, exactly?" you ask, a smirk playing on your lips as you turn to face me. The water cascades down your body, and I can see the outline of your hard nipples through the steam.
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