Charlotte's not done with Lauren

"But you know what's not small?" Charlotte said, moving her hand down lower on Lauren's body. "This gut!"

Charlotte pinched Lauren's fat, shaking her belly. Lauren squealed, thrashing naked under the shower. Charlotte was naked as well, though not embarrassed at all. Her towering, firm figure rubbed against Lauren's soft squishy frame as Charlotte manhandled her.

"I can't believe how out of shape you are!" Charlotte laughed triumphantly. "You thought Kyle would go for a chunky monkey like you?"

"Stop it!" Lauren squealed, trying to pull away. Charlotte held her and under the shower as the other cheerleaders snapped photos.

"But I have to finish washing you, you're mother insisted!" Charlotte pointed out.

She ran the soap over Lauren's belly, then forcefully and casually pressed the bar of soap betwee Lauren's legs. Laruen's eyes bugged out as her smooth shaven woman hood had a bar of soap pressed firmly to it, then slid back and forth. Charlotte pushed up, forcing Lauren onto her tippy toes.

Lauren had almost cum moments before, and her body was ready to finish.

"UUUGGHH!" She groaned, her hips bucking.

"Jesus, get a hold of yourself!" Charlotte laughed, pulling the soap away. "I'm just cleaning you! God, you have no self respect, I swear!