Bathtime

Cathy's smile broadened in understanding. "Of course, love. I understand completely. Now then, to the bathroom with you, missy! Look at you, all covered in sweat and pussy juice. We'll have to clean you up now."

The two of them headed to the bathroom, with Suki's arm around Cathy's shoulders and the American girl's hand alternately rubbing Suki's back and grabbing her ass.

They got to the bathroom and Cathy began running a good hot bath for her lover. She tested the water repeatedly and then nodded firmly. "Alright, love. In you go." Suki slowly got into the tub and, by reflex, grabbed the soap. Cathy snatched it away. "No no no." Cathy said. "You wanted to be washed. You just sit there unless I tell you otherwise."