Madeline Touches Herself In the Bath

Madeline enjoyed soaking in the warm--no--hot water. She wiped the grime and filth from her body. She saw McLafferty watching her. Her eyes narrowed on Madeline as she bathed. Madeline took two handfuls of soapy water and doused herself washing her well endowed breasts sensually.

McLafferty shifted in her place with what Madeline assumed was excitement. She still didn't move, as if savoring the taste of Madeline's body drinking in every bit. Madeline bathed herself and enjoyed every moment. But she knew she had to please McLafferty--doing so would help Janet and Jack. Helping them would help the Boomers. Helping the Boomers would help her people.

If she had to put on a show for McLafferty--she would. She threw her head back and her hands explored under the water to her clit. She stimulated herself slowly. She closed her eyes and enjoyed relaxing in the sudsy water. She left her mind drift before she began to work her womanhood just as she liked it. It had been a while since she had received a pressure free orgasm. Always she was performing or under pressure or making a deal. Not here. She tool her time and pleasured herself like few men could.

She felt the rush of excitement and pleasure radiate from her groin through her whole body. Her cheeks flushed as she let out a moan of selfish pleasure.

She opened her eyes and saw McLafferty with what looked like a grin on her face. Madeline was performing--but at least she could enjoy herself.