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Water streams down his back as he turns you to face the tile, one hand planting between your shoulder blades while the other lines his cock up at your entrance. He pushes inside slow at first, letting you feel every inch stretch you open, then sets a pounding rhythm that echoes off the shower walls. His chest slaps against your back and his hands grip your hips tight as he drives deeper, grunting with each thrust. He reaches around and strokes your cock in time with his own movements until you’re both groaning and spilling under the spray.
