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I know that she has to be sore from losing her virginity last night, but I still bring my dick to her entrance. Her eyes are wide.

"I know you're sore," I say. "I already fucked you with my fingers. We're going to try intercrural sex," I reassure her. I don't know if she knows what that is, but I push her legs together. Her thighs touch, which makes this position perfect. I climb up her body and kiss her nose since her mouth is otherwise occupied. I guide my dick, which is leaking pre-come, into the junction of her thighs without penetrating her. This position lets me stimulate her clit while still getting the tightness I want.

"Keep your knees closed like that," I tell her as I pick up the pace. Her eyes are closed now. I can see that she's on the verge of another orgasm. And then she flies over the edge beneath me. I may not be inside of her, but the flutters of her pussy lips make me jerk and release all over her softness.

I admire the pretty picture she makes, laying there on the bed with my come between her thighs. I'm going to hell, but I might as well enjoy the ride.

"What a way to wake up," she sighs. "I think I need a shower."

"We both do." I shake my head. I just took a shower, but I pick her up and bring into a shower stall that's still steamed up from my first shower. I put her on the shower shelf, also known as the sex shelf. I kiss her forehead before lathering up my hands and touching her soft breasts.

Her nipples are hard now.

"Damn, do you ever go down?"

My cock is hardening again. "Don't worry about it," I say. "I don't need anything right now." And I finish washing her front and back very, very thoroughly. Then I step out of the flow of water, letting the spray hit her.

She screams. "It's cold!" she yelps.

I chuckle. "I already used the hot water," I tell her.

She's staring at my erection. "Cold showers don't work on that?"

"Not when you're around, baby girl." I wash myself off much more quickly. I grip my cock. She watches the slide of my hand up and down.

"Damn," she chokes out.

"Open your mouth," I command. I can feel my balls drawing up. I slip the tip of my cock inside of her mouth. "Swallow," I order her before I fill her mouth with my seed. And she swallows it down like a champ. When I'm done, I turn and let the water rinse away her saliva and the remnants of my come.

"What's the plan for today?" she asks. "I'm cold."

I turn off the water and venture into the cool air of the bathroom. I grab a towel and go back in to wrap her up. I kiss her nose and then her mouth.

"I have a meeting at 10 AM, but I can see you tonight. What do you want for dinner?"

"I kind of feel like fettucine alfredo."

"Wish is my command. Any particular restaurant?"

"No. Surprise me."

"Can do."

I grab a towel off of the rack and dry off. In another minute, after stealing another kiss from her, I'm in the walk-in closet, whistling and grabbing a suit. I have an Alfred, so someone else takes care of my dry-cleaning and managing housekeeping and all the details of running a house that I don't think about.

"I don't really cook at home much, but if you want something from the grocery store..." "I can buy it."

"I was just saying that actually you can give a grocery list to my Alfred, and it'll be taken care of."

"Alfred?"

"It's a startup that sort of gives you a part-time butler."

"Damn," she says. "Dad has a housekeeping service, but he says that I have to learn to do things for myself."

"I don't have a lot of time to clean up." I shrug. "I would rather spend time with Danny than try to drive to and from the dry-cleaners."

"I guess that makes sense," she says, hugging the towel tighter.


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