Washing up

“But first,” Miss Hart sat up on her knees and smiled at the sight of Robert jerking his cock, “I think that I need to tidy myself up a bit.”

Pretending to ignore Robert, although she found it a bit hard to not admire his erect dick, Miss Hart slid out of the bed and got up on her heels, looking like a manifestation of pure, undiluted sexiness as she stood by the bed wearing nothing but her stiletto-heels and the sheer black stockings which clung to her long, toned legs like a second skin.

“Are you coming?” Miss Hart waited for Robert to climb out of the bed and then led the way to the bathroom, making sure to keep him under her spell by jiggling her ass seductively as she walked a few feet ahead of him.

The bathroom struck Robert as being equipped with a very warm and welcoming ambience, and was equipped with two mirrors, one a full-length one and the other mounted onto the wall above the self-rimming washstand and flanked by cabinets on both sides.

Apart from those, and the toilet itself, the unusually large bathroom was also equipped with a pair of closets, a large and inviting tub and a shower stall which consisted of the panels of transparent glass built into the tiled wall to form a cube which looked large enough to accommodate four or five people at once.

Stepping out of her shoes, Miss Hart planted one of her feet on the edge of the tub and sent Robert a suggestive look as she went on to roll the stocking down her legs, leaning forwards slightly to further accentuate the enormous size and gravity-defying firmness of her spectacular tits.

“Wait here,” Miss Hart had stripped down so that she was completely naked, and held one of her discarded stockings in her right, “but feel free to watch me.”

With that, Miss Hart placed her stocking over Robert’s cock and gave the hard rod of meat a thorough fisting before turning around and walking up to the shower stall, sliding it open before stepping inside and turning the water on.

Standing with both ends of Miss Hart’s stocking dangling from his cock, Robert observed how the delectable blonde slut made sure that the water was warm enough before stepping in under the spray, the flow of water instantly serving to rinse thick strands of his cum from her body.

It wasn’t particularly surprising to Robert that Miss Hart was quite keen on giving him a show as she ran her hands up and down her legs and arms, nimbly moving her body in a suggestive manner, but he nonetheless found it quite shocking to watch, his cock aching as his balls began to swell in response to the gorgeous sight of Miss Hart leaning towards the tap to adjust the warmth of the water pouring down onto her from above, thick pearls of water glistening against her bronzed skin as she presented him with a perfect view of her juicy ass.

Grabbing hold of a tube of liquid soap and squirted a good-sized amount of it into her hand before carrying on with her show by working it into the skin of her thighs, standing with her knees bent and her feet wide apart as she faced Robert, who didn’t know whether to follow the soft movement of her hands or ogle her bald slit.

As soap buds ran down her legs, Miss Hart squeezed out another amply sized squirt of soap into her hand and went on to work the while gel onto her toned belly, working her slender fingers back and forth across the discrete muscles on her stomach and thrilling Robert by continuously moving her hands closer and closer to her breasts, making him yearn for the moment when she would finally begin to fondle the two gargantuan orbs of ripe, glistening titflesh.

Teasing Robert by not doing so immediately, but instead squeezing more soap into her hand, Miss Hart then **** the well-hung young man to stop jerking his cock in order to keep himself from blowing another load by moving her hands up onto her breasts, closing her eyes and letting out a deep sigh as she began to fondle the two heavy globes, working her hands all over her chest while making sure that Robert could see just how much she was enjoying herself.

With soap washing down her legs and stomach, Miss Hart opened her eyes and sent Robert a foxy smile as she grabbed hold of the showerhead and dismounted it from the wall before bringing it down in front of her crotch, planting her juicy ass against the tiles behind her as the spray of water hit her slit, showering warm water directly onto her exposed clit.

Rubbing his left hand over his neck and could feel the stocking fall to the floor as he stared at how Miss Hart was thrusting herself against the showerhead as though she was fucking some imaginary lover, Robert gulped when he saw her open her eyes again and raise her left arm, hooking her left finger at him as a sign that the time had come for him to join her.

Since he was already naked, all Robert had to do was to step into the shower and join Miss Hart, who was now soaking wet, with every last trace of his previous ejaculations having been washed off her skin and from her hair.

With the showerhead back in its original position and with soap glistening against the skin of her hands, Miss Hart reached out and caught Robert’s dick in a two-handed grip, sending tingles up his spine when she went on to caress his cock, using her nimble touch to work it onto the thick slab of cockmeat until it was covered from head to hilt with soap.

Satisfied with her handiwork, Miss Hart bit her lip and moved Robert in under the spray of water, moving her right hand back and forth over his cock as it was washed by the oncoming downpour, her left expertly fondling his balls.

Having planned initially to drive Robert mad with lust by kneading the soap into every other part of his body before setting to work on his cock and balls, Laura Hart had found it impossible to resist the alluring presence of his member, and now she was standing directly in front of him, her stomach only an inch or so away from the fist-sized tip of his dick as she jerked it with ever quicker strokes of her wrist.

Eventually, Robert would stand there with his eyes closed and his mouth wide-open as cum was pumped out of his cock for the eight time since he had first met Miss Hart, the cum-greedy slut moaning appreciatively at the sensation of thick gobs of jizz being shot onto her tight stomach.