Elixirs

"Mine?" she giggled the answer to his question, using her sudsy hands to stroke upwards on the hardened length of him.

"You can absolutely call it yours," he drew his bottom lip between his teeth as he stared down at Amalia. "Whatever you want, you can have," his fist rested against the tiled wall as his eyes closed tightly. "Amoré, it feels so good to have your hands on me."

"I like touching you,