Rubber Ducky You are the One
She delicately washed her hair while her eyes were closed. Luckily for him, her basement door was unlocked. He crept in silently and found her in the shower. Slowly, he opened the shower door and joined her, holding her firm backside against his now, erect penis. His instinct wasn’t that someone so innocent would be thinking. But oh, how he loved her perfect body and the way she carried herself. Her round, perky, breasts, big enough for his hand to hold. These thoughts had come to his attention...