Bornozum çok hızlı kayıyor ve beklediğimden daha hızlı ıslanıyorum

It starts innocent enough just me, fresh out of the shower, wrapped in my soft bathrobe, skin still warm, hair slightly damp. I tell myself I'll keep it classy, but that plan doesn't last long. The robe slips lower with every small movement, teasing flashes of skin I pretend not to notice. The fabric barely stays in place, and honestly? Neither does my self-control. What I didn't expect is how fast my body reacts. The air feels different, lighter, and suddenly I'm way more aware of every touch, every breath, every second that passes. One careless motion and the robe opens just enough to reveal more than planned. I smile, knowing exactly what I'm doing now. This isn't rushed or loud it's slow, intimate, and dangerously real. The kind of moment where things get wet faster than expected, and there's no reason to stop it. Just me, my body, and the pleasure of letting go