Possessively watching my boyfriend shower, sitting fully clothed watching and memorizing the way he looks standing there. Naked and vulnerable, the curtain open a bit so I can see in and he can see me see him. A few passing glances while I can't help but look him over and smile at what's mine. While he washes his face his back to me which means I get to stare at his ass while he's busy. Next, he'll wash his body, covering himself in soap while I get sorta twitchy, wishing I could just reach in there and have my way with him right then and there I have never wished to be water more than when watching the drips fall from his luxurious bush, to be the droplets stuck in the mattedness while he washes and scrubs himself clean.



















