I was nervous and very confused, my hands were shaking. I dared not look at his face. I didn't know what he was thinking, he hadn't said much.
Do I really need to even clean him there? Do I really need to touch him there? My mind was racing with these questions while the loofah I was holding moved towards his d**k. He softly made a little noise.
Very quickly I removed my hand. I turned on the shower to let the water wash out the soap. After a few minutes his body was almost clean.
"Anne" he whispered my name. I turned off the shower. He came closer to me. His body was hovering over me. The lavender body wash that I used on him was heavily coming from him.
The water was pouring from him and many of them were coming on me. Throughout the shower, I think to an extent I had wet myself.
