‘You’re doing it wrong, Luke. It’s not like that, it’s like this.’
I grit my teeth.
I don’t remember how she ended up sneaking into the shower with me, but Taylee Greene did have her ways of getting what she wanted.
That was the first time she made me do things with her.
She pried the soap from my hand and dropped to her knees, running it down my belly, and along my inner thighs.
‘See? Doesn’t it feel better this way?’
Her words came out more as a coo and it made my body react before I could stop myself. However, when she noticed, she looked up at me and smiled, rubbed the bar of soap between her hands, then began to ‘wash’ my dick.
With a grunt, I throw the bar of soap against the bathroom wall, breaking it in half as I turn back toward the torrent and quickly wash the suds off my body.
Even after all these years, the bitch can still make me feel like I’m not doing things the right way.