Applying soap everywhere and washing it away from Alea's upper body, Agalea moved in front of her and squatted down, her pink slits slightly parting and giving a view to Alea that no man has ever seen.
"My dear, get up. Mama needs to wash your legs." Agalea said.
Alea nodded her head and got up. Although she did have a look at her mother's parted lower lips, she didn't think much about it because she had seen it many times before during bathing.
Agalea was feeling really nervous internally as she said that. It had been a really long time since such nervousness ever took hold of her.
But Agalea mustered up courage to do the deed as she knew that if it succeeded, she would be even closer to her daughter than she ever was before.
Agalea washed Alea's legs from the bottom and slowly made her way upwards. She had never done such a thing before and this would be the very first time that she would do something like this.