MAVIS.
With a mild foam, I began to scrub her legs. She couldn't take her eyes off me as I meticulously washed her. Her breasts were buried in the foamy water. I continued that way, scrubbing until I got to her thighs. Her legs were slightly parted and immediately, I imagined her lying that way on the bed.
Rubbing my hands against Isabel's flawless skin alone gave me a b***r. I tried to hide it from her until we were done and got into bed but she suddenly pointed it out.
"What's over here," she said directing her hands between my legs.
"Nothing's there," I walked away from the tub and went toward the mirror. That way, my c**k will sleep a little but by the time I got to the mirror, I saw Isabel behind me with a wet body. The water from her body gathered around the axis where she stood.
