A little soap, a little sex play*

The shower has a wide ledge around three sides. I stand on it and squirt soap onto Anna’s tits; she shimmies them like a stripper. I take the loofah and lather her up. She bites her lip adorably as she looks at me.

I step down and drop the loofah so I can work hands-on. I run them all over her slick, squishy mounds. I lift them and let them slip from my soapy fingers. I squeeze them until they pop from my grip with lewd squelching sounds. I tease and pinch their jaunty pink tips.

“Oooooooh, fuuuuuuuck,” Anna breathes. “You like my girls, lover? You like my pretty babies? I love how you touch them . . . how you play with them . . . mmmm, yeah, that’s good on my nipples—fuck that’s good . . .”

“Rinse ’em,” I tell her. Anna sprays the soap off her perky breasts. I grab her ass with both hands and pull her close. I feed on her tits, licking and sucking her nipples and filling my mouth with springy titflesh. I squeeze her ass hard and nibble her eager buds.

Anna moans my name and strokes my hair. “So good, lover,” she breathes. “Your mouth feels so good on my girls . . . Taste me—suckle me—fuck you eat tit so fucking good . . .”

After a while I turn her around.

I wash her ass and soap up her pussy. Anna bends forward and spreads her legs more to give me better access to her sex. I play with her inner lips and tease her joystick. She moans and starts to tremble. I grab her ass with both hands; she waggles it and says, “You like that booty, lover? You like that peachy round ass?”

“I love it, sexy girl,” I tell her. “Now give me the handheld so I can rinse you off—it wouldn’t do to let soap irritate your pretty little pussy, especially when I’ve barely gotten started with it.” She mewls and whimpers as I spray down her sensitized cleft.

Once I have Anna all rinsed off, I drop to my knees to eat her out, but she turns to the door. “Let’s take this someplace more comfortable,” she purrs.