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slope intercept? should I just call you slope intercept?
great name lol
great name lol
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The shadows in those shots are fabulous.
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Standing in the shower...
bathing under its comforting rain my head was cast down to the floor of the tub. With one hand braced against the wall the other hung limp... tandem against my muscular thigh.
I watched as the water made it's way from my shoulders and down the length of my chest. I noticed how the streams would converge and break as they made the curve around my nipples. In away it was like watching lighting dance the moment the Earth and the heavens connected but for a second.
With each subtle move the cascading water would take a new form. From single separate streams... to a full sheet that would break against my relaxed penis.
Leaning forward I could feel the water converge into a torrid river down the center of my back, between the blades of my shoulders, and kissing the cleft of my buttock like an ebullient lover wishing to express as well as consume her emotions.
I closed my eyes.
Though she wasn't there... she was. Her fragrant memory was not lost in lust. This I swear to you--she was with me indeed.
bathing under its comforting rain my head was cast down to the floor of the tub. With one hand braced against the wall the other hung limp... tandem against my muscular thigh.
I watched as the water made it's way from my shoulders and down the length of my chest. I noticed how the streams would converge and break as they made the curve around my nipples. In away it was like watching lighting dance the moment the Earth and the heavens connected but for a second.
With each subtle move the cascading water would take a new form. From single separate streams... to a full sheet that would break against my relaxed penis.
Leaning forward I could feel the water converge into a torrid river down the center of my back, between the blades of my shoulders, and kissing the cleft of my buttock like an ebullient lover wishing to express as well as consume her emotions.
I closed my eyes.
Though she wasn't there... she was. Her fragrant memory was not lost in lust. This I swear to you--she was with me indeed.
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