He shuffled a bit before he asked if he could do that to me. I faced the shower, rinsing my hair but I continued to harden. Porn It was humid and hot out; it had been raining earlier in the day and now the air was sticky. He giggled, saying that it felt good but that it tickled. And he was right; I was much too big for him, even just a couple inches in. There was nothing for it, I stood up, and kept lathering myself with soap like nothing was amiss. I sighed loudly, asking if he was awake, but got no response. So I turned around, and nonchalantly grabbed my conditioner; he was facing away from me thankfully, brushing the sand off of himself.
