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The steamy shower was at all times the perfect escape from the world outside. The hot water cascading down my body was a welcome reprieve from the stress of work and the exhaustion of day-to-day life. But this particular shower was decidedly different. The moment she stepped into the steamy space, everything changed.

She was a forbidden pleasure that I couldn’t withstand. I had at all times been drawn to her, with her long, luscious hair and mesmerizing eyes. She was the type of woman who knew she was beautiful, but never flaunted it. And in this steamy shower moment, I couldn’t take my eyes off of her.

As the water poured down over us, I could feel my heart racing. The heat from the water was nothing compared to the heat between us. I couldn’t explain the hunger that consumed me whenever I was around her. It was a desire that burned deep, and it was impossible to ignore.

Our eyes met, and the intensity of the moment was overwhelming. We both knew what we wanted, but neither of us spoke a word. It was as if we both understood the gravity of what was about to happen, and there was no need for words.

Before I knew it, she was pressed against me, her body slick with water. Her lips were on mine, and the sensation of her soft tongue massaging mine was exquisite. The kiss was hot, fiery, and passionate; it felt as if the steam was rising off the walls. All I could feel was her, every inch of her skin pressing against me.

She reached down, and her soft hand found my hardened cock. I groaned as she stroked me, pulling me in closer to the heat of her wet body. I was desperate for her, and the feeling of her hands on me was enough to send me over the edge.

I needed to touch her too; my hands were thirsty for her supple curves. With one hand still on my throbbing member, she lifted her other hand up, exposing her perky breasts to me. I cupped them in my hands, feeling their heft and softness. Her nipples were perked and sensitive, responding instantly to my touch, solidifying under my fingers.

The steamy environment made everything more intense, every sensation amplified. It was almost as if nothing else existed outside the confines of the shower. The hot water was now a scorching blaze, our breath was ragged, and our bodies were pressed so tightly together that we were almost one.

Her hand sped up on my cock as I pinched her nipples; we were both so close to climax that I could barely hold back any longer. Suddenly, she let out a moan that I knew was itthe moment when we could no longer contain ourselves, and I came, pouring out to her satisfaction.

We held each other under the steaming hot water, our bodies entwined as we basked in the aftermath of our desire. The forbidden feelings and passion were intense, but it felt like the perfect secret we would carry with us for the rest of our lives.

From that moment on, every shower we took together was just as steamy, if not more so. We were hungry for each other, and the pleasure that we found whenever we were in each other’s arms was indescribable.

We both knew that what we had was taboo, that it could never be revealed to anyone. But the allure of the forbidden only made our passion stronger, and every moment together was a precious gem that we would never forget.
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