I smirked. "The shower head is a girl's best friend."
"Really?"
She said and her voice sounded as if it was antici-pating my next move. I danced the jet across her skin, alternating the pressure and angle against her body.
She bounced as if she was in ecstasy as she purred every time I focused on a different part of her body.
I worked so damn slowly down her torso, making sure that I washed every last part of her as if my life de-pended on it.
She had started to close her legs.
I moved my hands in between the small gap and ordered her to open wider.
She didn't even protest, she gasped as I focused in between her legs.
I started to focus on her clit, leaning in closer whilst bracing her ass with one hand and drawing her nipple into my mouth. I was swirling and sucking on it ever so softly.
I thought that her knees were about to buckle, so I held her firmly, bringing the nozzle closer still.