And it worked. I could feel it between my legs. ‘I will, Mistress Summers.’ Then I crawled into the shower. I had to stand up to get to the shower...head, but once it was in my hand, I dropped back to my knees. My shins got a bit cold until I had the water temperature adjusted, but then it was like every other shower – okay, perhaps a bit more awkward. I turned the water off and started to soap my hair and body. Following Anne’s order, I inserted a soapy finger into my pussy and moved it around.. Her shower took quite a while, in fact the pizza delivery guy was there before she came back down to the living room. When she did come down she was wearing innocent khaki shorts and a tight top which left me thinking she might have even better boobs than those of her mum. I tried to forget these thoughts as she grabbed a piece of pizza and snuggled in close to me. The movie she chose was one of those girly ones but it seemed to bore her as she fell asleep after an hour. She was resting her. More

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