"Stand still and let me do this, darlin'," Zach said as he began stroking his hands over her body.
He soaped every inch of her, from shoulders to hips and down to her feet, bending to rub the lather into her ankles and feet. He skimmed over the freshly shaved skin of her mound, barely touching her slit where she could already feel cream gathering again. Then he turned her around and did the same with her back, letting his fingers linger in the cleft of her buttocks and the insides of her thighs. By the time he was finished her blood was heated again and her p***y was clenching with need.
She wrapped her fingers around his wrists and tried to force his hand down between her legs but he just gave her another of those wicked smiles.
"Now my turn," he told her, handing her the plastic bottl
