She laughed again. “You are quite the wise guy, huh?”“Not really but you really did cheer me up with that thing you did to Reggie. What was it?�...��“I teach taekwondo. That was a simple move, but looks like it was effective,” she commented, looking down the hall where Reggie had disappeared.“Tory, I think you should enroll in Ms. Weller’s class,” I suggested. “It might just be something that could be very useful in future. Besides, you’ll get personal instruction from her as well and that would be. I washed Mil’s shoulder and breasts and navel with my hands. Then we moved to her pubic region and thighs. Radhika asked me to wash her pussy properly. She pointed the shower there and I washed her pussy often rubbing on her clit. This made her jump with excitement. Then Radhika asked her mother to stand up and turn the other way round. She sprayed water on her butts and I washed them passionately with wide opening her ass crack, rubbing my fingers into the crack. I kept her crack open with one. Jerome ordered me to get down on my knees. He knew what I wanted to be: a white married slut hungry for a huge black cock. That was me, no doubt at all…I looked down and felt his hard cock through his pants. I touched it in my hands. I could not stand it anymore; I unzipped his pants and held that magnificent black piece between my fingers.As usual, I struggled to take him deep in my mouth, so big, so thick, and rock hard. Jerome smiled and told me to show my cuckold husband, how hungry I was. She swirled the goo I had shot into her bathwater, then stood and carefully rinsed it off her skin, then stepped from the tub and asked me to dry her off. My cock shriveled back into my swim trunks and I was able to get up and retrieve the towel and carefully dry her off, taking special care to dry her cunny, her bum and her lovely little breasts.We didn’t openly speak about that bath for a couple of days, but then Chelsea came home and soon announced she was going to her room to “rest”. “Would.