Tommy wants you to clean him first

You step into the shower, thrilling at the feel of the warm water spraying your naked breasts. You turn to face Tommy, who has backed up against the wall of the shower stall.

"So which is it?" You ask as you squeeze your big tits in your hands. "Are you going to wash me or do you want me to wash you?"

Tommy shudders as his cock swells to full attention.

"Me," he finally replies. "Wash me first."

"Ooh," you giggle, "greedy boy."

"I-"

You hold up your hand, exposing your hard nipple to him.

"Don't apologize, I like a big boy who knows what he wants," you let your gaze wander down to his hard dick, "and that big boy knows what he wants."

You turn around to face the spray of water again. You select a bottle of body gel and squeeze some out into the palm of your hand. You turn back to Tommy, the warm water beating down your back, and you press against him. Your tits mash against his chest and his hard cock presses into your tummy.

"Oooh!" You cry with delight.

You pull away and you begin to cover his chest with the body gel. He stares intently at your tits as you rub the gel into a foamy lather that cover him from neck almost to his groin.

"You like these?" You ask, looking down at your breasts.

"Y-yeah," Tommy replies. "They're really big."

You smile and press yourself against him again, being sure to thrust your boobs out and flatten them on his soapy chest. Then you begin to sway and drag them back and forth over his torso. You get up on your tip-toes and bring them almost up to his chin and then you bend your knees to scrub his skinny stomach with your tits. You are nearly squatting when you feel his hard cock.

"Oh god," he cries when his upthrust boner probes the underside of your compressed cleavage.

You pull away, as if shocked by his erection. You look down at his nine-incher and then up at him.

"Now how am I going to clean this up?" You ask.