Chapter 17
Savannah
I swallowed when he spread the soap on my shoulders. He lathered the soap and spread it on my arms, all the while massaging my sore muscles underneath my skin. He spread more of the foamy substance to my chest.
I inhaled sharply when he washed the tips of my boobs. When I looked at him, his eyes were following his hand.
My lips slightly parted when he knelt in front of me. He then spread the soap on my belly; I held onto his shoulders when his hands went down my thighs, to my knees, he was delicately cleaning me up like I'm sort of a goddess to him.
And he's touching me in a completely non-s****l way, because his c**k is not stiff and he's very focused on just soaping me up and massaging my sore muscles.
He really just wanted to clean me up, and that made me feel
