Shadow POV
I was still hard as a rock, even after climbing into the cold shower. Seeing Pip in just a shirt- the long, toned legs- had my d**k so hard I could use it as a hammer, and the cold water did nothing. The only way I could see this going down, so I could get some sleep, was to take matters into my own hands. I turned the water up to hot and started to fist my d**k, as I thought of those legs, her chest, and imagined her in my shirt, coming to her knees. I groaned out her name as I squirted my release onto the shower wall, and nearly collapsed on the floor as my legs went weak.
After a quick wash, I was out, glad the problem was finally gone. I can see myself doing that more often, till I can get between Pip's thighs and get relief that way.
Pip was already in bed, facing me as
