Bathe

Wednesday, June 10, 2009

Claw foot tub filled to the rim with rounds of soap. Lilac scents and water sloshing covered in pedals. Covered from shoulders down in the full removal. Wig in hand I massage your scalp more than clean. Traipse around your ears so you hear my clearly. A rinse to carry away the worry and wait for more. Shoulders next as I work whats above the water. Fresh or at least half, you stand to let me work you. My pleasure as I waited for this day to relieve it all. On the edge I wrap the suds around your back slow. Pulling them down to your thighs after your back side. You spin around in hot water you turn 180 degrees. Neck chest that I so desire presented to my hands. To your knees I bring me until your almost finished. Foot on the side one in the drink you toes are tickled. A deep long rub of the calves and I really need you. Metal ladle fills to be lifted up and let go at the top. Over and over you I go to drench you completely. Stepping out for the first the cotton wipes away drops. Oils let loose as does the tub, freeing its bubble pool. Slick the mandibles move the sheen around complete. Lubed and ready for an onslaught of affections now.