We reached my room too quickly, and I hurried to get him a stool.He climbed up to fix the bulb, his tall, powerful body stretching, the towel around his waist riding even lower on his hips. I stood right there, my face inches away from the bulging outline of his cock. All I wanted, all I was praying for, was for this towel to slip down. For that thick, heavy cock to spring free and slap against my face. For him to grab my hair and push it into my mouth while he stood there like a king.The thought made my pussy clench hard, fresh wetness soaking my panties.Noah finally got down, but when he decided to take the stool at the same time I did, our hands brushed.“Let me take it back,” I said, my face inches away from his, my breath catching at how close we were.“Don’t worry, baby girl. Just take your bath and I’ll just take this and leave,” he said, straightening up.But his shirt button had snagged on the thin rope of my dress tied around my neck. The sudden tug pulled the fabric t
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