Clean Living

Betty slowly got up and took Archie's hand. "Come with me."

The two moved silently through the empty house and climbed the stairs. Betty lead Archie to the bath and pulled him into the shower.

"I want you nice and clean for our next fun," she exclaimed as she turned on the warm spray.

Slowly Betty washed down Archie's body. She took special care lathering up and stroking Archie's cock, which was again hard and stiff.

"Your turn," Betty stated clamly as she handed Archie the washcloth.

Archie was more frantic with his washing. Never, in his wildest dreams, did he immagin something like this. His hands captured Betty's perfect tits. His fingers rubbed her pink nipples until they were hard, tender nubs.

Betty pushed his hands down her body.

Archie's fingers got lost in the downy fuzz between the girl's legs. His fingers slipped slowly into her slippery, wet slit. Betty leaned back against the wall and sighed. She grabbed Archie's wrist and pulled him from the shower. She shut the water and led him, still dripping to her room.

She lay across the bed and smiled, "Now, Archie Andrews, fuck me hard!"