Ken and Ayala Part 3 Cleansing

The washcloth, soaked in warm water, made its way down her arms, first her right arm, then her left. As I washed, she turned her head and my hand rested on her mouth. She parted her lips and took my index and middle finger into her mouth, letting her tongue wash all around them, then sucked my fingers into her mouth as far as they could go. I'm not sure why, but it turned me on something fierce. I continued to use the washcloth to suds her up and rub her down, circling her breasts and paying careful attention to them one by one, then down her thighs and the length of her legs, then finally my hand and the washcloth came to rest on her stomach, right about her rigid, thick seven-inch cock.

I turned my head and she gave me that evil grin as she closed her eyes and continued to work at my fingers. For some reason, it was hot as hell, and I took her hand and started to do the same with her fingers. Taking her index finger into my mouth, I let my tongue encircle it and play with it in my mouth, then took another finger in, sucking in as deep as it could go. I could see, out of the corner of my eye, her cock hardening even further me as we sucked on each others fingers . . . so naturally, I had to take care of it.

I pulled my hand out of her mouth, and let go of her fingers from my mouth also. She looked a little disappointed, but then I turned around and leaned down to kiss the tip of her cock. It was hard to maneuver in the bathtub, especially with the water hitting me and splashing back up from the walls into my eyes, but I was focused on the girl sitting in front of me. It seemed the lust between us could never be used up.

She smiled and bit her lip as I kissed the head of her cock. She arched up a little, and as she did I let her cock slip inside my mouth, past my lips, and touch my tongue. I could see her sexy abs tensing as she tried to move her cock further into my body, pushing her back against the bathtub, and I leaned my head down so I could take more of her. Swallow as much of her hard rod as I could. I could never, never get enough of it.