Mr. Bathroom Helper

"Fair enough. You guys done?"

Donna nods.

I step forward- panicking April and Faye- and grab the towels.

"Let me help you dry off then," I say.
"So courteous," Donna says with a smile.

She uncovers herself and steps out of the tub.

She walks towards me and winks- just for me.

I handed her the small towel and she takes it.
She raises her arms up and turns to face the others.

Donna dries her hair with the towel, showing off for her friends.

I take my cue, using the other towel to rub her body.

The other girls watch as I fondle my girlfriend all over, with just the towel breaking direct contact.

Donna moans.
She loves putting on the show.

"He's so helpful. Mmm...getting me so dry."

She smirks at Dillion and the others.

After she is done, she turns and kisses my cheek.
"You're going to love this next part."

Donna takes both towels and tosses them in the hamper behind me.
She grabs a fresh one for me and a small one for herself.

"Who's next? You're going to catch cold if you stay too long there, girls."