C92 Part Your Legs (II)
I was in a fluffy towel as he carried me in bridal style out of the bathroom and back into the bedroom, placing me down to sit on the edge of the large bed. My hair was twisted into a damp bun at the top of my head, baby strands of hair plastered down my forehead and temples.
Ever since I had an orgasm while he was bathing me, he seemed even more closed off and silent now