Ari was having to struggle with himself...all of himself. It was torture yet deliciously torturous pleasure. He moans softly. Holding her closer and moans. He was panting and arched up against her hands. He was throbbing within those soft silky hands of hers. He growls as the rag moved around his manhood. Moaning and clinging to the shower walls. Trying to keep from removing the control from her. He would not be able to hold off too much longer. He kissed her as he pulled her up. Passionately.