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“Yes.” She said softly. His mouth closed over one of her nipples, and his tongue swirled around, making the peak there harder. He then moved to the other side and repeated the process. She was just looking at him as he moved back and forth. His hands, though, were still washing her body as he had now moved to her hips. “You can move on.”

“Yes, ma’am.” He said as he moved his hands to the tops of her thighs. She again was just watching him as he moved his hands. “Can I wash your pussy?”

“Yes.” She replied, almost breathless. His hand got more soap, and then he began washing the outer layer and then moving to the slit and then making sure every place was completely touched. He reached to the second nozzle and then took it down. She then leaned on the wall and let him rise her with the nozzle. He seemed to want to make sure again every place was touched as he made sure to get the soap all rins