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The shower head pounds a steady beat against the tiles, mirroring the pulse of desire within him. He's not alone in his lust, the memory of a passionate encounter fueling his fantasies. His cock throbs as he imagines her soapy hands sliding over his body, her wet mouth trailing kisses down his chest. He bites his lip, suppressing a groan as his hand moves faster, his grip tighter. The water turns cold, a stark contrast to the heat coursing through his veins. With a final, shuddering breath, he finds his release, his seed mixing with the suds before disappearing down the drain.