She looked up with a fake pout on her face – we both laughed! A joyous sound. She stood up.I started to wash her, removing her hard earned sweat f...rom her glorious skin. Starting with her neck, her shoulders, her breasts and her waist. I was closer to her than the average sponge, using not just my hands but my body too. I kissed her shoulders and neck sensually as I washed the rest of her. I turned her soaping, lathering and cleaning her body.I continued down her back, soaping and rubbing her. He told me about Joanna seeking him out, wanting to apologize for her behaviour; of their subsequent meetings every few weeks, of having dinner together, watching movies or just talking at his or our place. He told me so many things; things I had ignored or simply missed seeing, things I should have noticed if I hadn't been so obsessed by the business.My mind was in turmoil. Joanna was my best friend, the reason stars lit up at night, the air that I breathed, my life! I needed to find her to. If he’s not happy with you were both royally fucked.”“I know I’ll do my best to be as sexy as I can.” “Babe with those tits swinging around I’m sure he’ll be putty in your hands.” She giggled “or cum in my mouth.”She entered Ethan’s room, he was sitting on the bed they both looked at each other, “honey Terry says you nut sack is overflowing with cum, if you don’t mind I’d really like to drain every drop out for you. Would you like that?” “Mom that would be great, let’s get started.” She dropped. I returned the electric shock from earlier when I let a finger touch her magic spot — her eyes opening like I prodded her with an electric iron. Her shock turned to comfort once I began manipulating her, gently running two fingers over every warm part of her that I could reach considering our position. Once I began a rhythm, her breathing quickened, in short, labored breaths. Her lips, glistened as she would occasionally lick them, were pursed in a small oval, allowing more moans and raspy.