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…ahhhhhhhh…
The soreness and feelings of uncomfortable heat went down several notches.
I backed off and just let the water hit my pussy and thighs.
I still felt miserable from the cold, but at least it had a silver lining.
I eventually used a bar of soap – still covered with bubbles from when Massimo had used it – and gave my downstairs a gentle but thorough washing.
Once I was sure everything was nice and clean, I scrubbed my pits and ass and washed everything off.
That was about all I could stand of the freezing cold, so I turned off the water, opened the shower curtain –
And found a dry, fluffy towel folded and waiting for me on the towel rack.
Awwww…
I hadn’t even thought of drying off before I got in – but he had. Even without knowing whether I was going to take a shower or not.
I held the towel to my face to cover my smile.
No other guy had ever been that thoughtful…
And no other guy made me feel like he had last night.
I’m gonna have to keep THIS one around for a while.
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Rather than get dressed, I just put back on the t-shirt I’d been wearing. It was big enough that it hung down to my thighs and covered all the important parts.
Plus, I did not relish the idea of putting underwear on – and definitely not tight yoga pants.
Down there was still pretty sore. The longer I could let my lady parts chill out without anything on them, the better.
I tried combing out my hair, but it was a fuckin’ mess, so I just left it the way it was.
JBF hair – isn’t that what American girls call it?
‘Just been fucked’ hair.
Well, I’d definitely been fucked good and proper, that was for sure.
The one concession I made was to put on some socks to keep my feet warm – and then I padded out into the kitchen.
There was a small fire in the fireplace, and the smell of both smoke and coffee filled the air.
Massimo was standing over by the counter drinking a cup with his back to me.
I melted inside as soon as I saw him.
He was barefoot. He wore jeans and one of his tight, white t-shirts…
And his broad, muscular shoulders were mouth-watering as they tapered in a ‘V’ down to his relatively narrow waist.
And his ass was still perfect and firm and round under the seat of his jeans.
His ass!
