“L-let’s get you rinsed off.” Uno said, pulling back and turning me around. One arm looped around my waist as he stepped forward, bringing us closer as his chest pressed against my breasts, his buddy touched against my vajayjay. I moaned at the contact but then Uno sputtered as the spray hit the top of my head, sending suds down my face and over my nose and mouth.
“Uno!” I grumbled, pouting. I reached one hand up to wipe at my face as Uno laughed, tilting my head back further, his long fingers working through my hair to rinse the shampoo. Once I was no longer worried about drowning or getting soap in my eyes, I relaxed into him again with another soft, contented sound.
Uno chuckled and then pulled me in, the spray hitting my shoulders and running down my back. And then his mouth fo
