Not any ordinary woman but the body of what he knew was the Goddess Pietho. He took in her beauty as she stood naked before him. Starting with her wa...vy brunette hair that seemed to move as if there was a slight breeze blowing through his room. Her eyes where green almost the color of emarelds, she had soft facial features yet she still came across as elegant too. As his eyes wondered over her body he noticed a light sprinkling of freckles across her shoulders and the top of her breast. Her. She was moaning quietly, patiently, allowing me to take my time, the excitement slowly building. Her hips had a mind of their own however, and were pushing forward, hoping to prey on my tongue and suck it inside. I felt the teasing had gone on long enough and I slid my tongue inside, sucking up her juices and transferring them to my mouth. I caressed one wall of her pussy and then the other, and without even getting close to her clit she had an orgasm, her juices flowing over my tongue. “I promise you that you will” she replied. With that she reached out and unbuttoned his shirt. He stood there doing nothing as she did. With that, she took it off. With that, her hands touched his chest. She began, slowly, rubbing it lightly as she moved about it. His eyes closed as she caressed its features and simply making him hornier and hornier as it all occurred. She smiled and watched him, closely, before she leaned in and kissed his chest. He loved how her lips felt on him. He still. He started whistling and picked up the loofer, putting soap on it then rubbing it all over his body. I stood there, transfixed by his toned muscles and perfect tan. He was so manly and rugged, I just wanted to go in there and run my hands all over those muscles of his. He washed the soap off him and looked at the door, noticing my head peeking around the corner. “Oh, shit” I said, quickly walking away. Several minutes later he came out of the shower wearing nothing but the towel around.