“Sure why not. You’re already in here.” she giggled as she grabbed the soap. I loved to watch her soaping her large breasts, and particularly th...e way her flesh rippled softly as she rubbed her hands over them in circular motions. I felt particularly aroused seeing her wash her slender legs, the soap creating little bubbles on her smoothly shaved thighs. “Can I wash you down?” I asked her even though she had done most of it herself. “Of course.” She said as she handed me the soap. Madison. Her lips were very close to mine. She was lightly touching my lips with hers. I put my tongue out and touched her lips and she instantly responded back by opening her mouth. We tasted each other’s tongue, explored each other mouth and kissed with passion and hunger. I fondled her breasts while we kissed lying down on top of her. I had a tough time holding back my hard dick. I just wanted to pull up her sari and make love to her. I held back myself with a lot of difficulty. I alternated between. “Fuck, no! I’m just getting started!” Liz said, still laughing. Mike sighed heavily.“Grab some paper towels from the dispenser and clean up your jizz on the floor,” was Liz’s next order. Mike had forgotten about his seed puddled under the table. His eyes widened a bit at the realization that he’d been so desperate to get out of there that he would have left his cum all over the floor had Liz not said something. And he was the only male employee that PetHub had. That would have been bad.Mike. In the end his kink was not in the deflowering of u******e girls, it was the mother daughter routine, mother did the business, I stripped and played with myself watching my mother fuck and suck, and encourage me to finger myself.In the world of p**o's girls are women, mini women, to be moulded and shaped, turned into rampant horny girls gagging to fuck, and this man's kink did just that, because I remember cumming, the exposure to this live sex, made nothing sacred, and in life the c***d.