Once in the shower he washed her hair for her again then left her to condition it and wash her body while he washed himself. As he did this, he though... that it would be nice to have her wash him occasionally. Mentally he reminded himself to have he do that next time. Finally they were done and he shut off the shower and grabbed the little hose. She felt him tap her thigh again and spread her legs for him to clean her out. She had hoped he wouldn’t clean her like this again. It really turned her. While in the shower Angel began to wander why Katie had sounded so caring when she helped her get her clothes off. Then her mind started to wander what was to come next for her. Would she humiliated in front of the whole school or will she be able to go back to being Andrew again? Although Angel knew that she could never go back to being Andrew since Katie had cut all those ties earlier that day.Finally Angel got done showering and dried off. Katie then relocked Angels cock cage and handed her. ..” She gasps quietly, beginning to lose herself in the moment – relaxing and letting the side of her head touch his chest ... Resting it against him, hearing his huge heart thumping away.As she pauses there, sensing his power, breathing deep – each lungful of air expanding her ribcage and squashing her big tits harder against him – she slips her hand off his front leg, across to hers, and then down between her legs, to rub three fingers over her panties ... Moaning a little as she makes. But probably her itchingpussy liked the friction produced by his calloused barehands and she just bit her lower lip. The doctor took out his finger and sniffed it. His eyesclosed for a second and then he inserted the finger inmy wife’s pussy again. This time, he rubbed her pussylips sideways up and down. He repeated it a few timesand asked her if it was the position where her pussywas itching. His exact words were, “Lady, is your pussy itchinghere? Or here? Or here? Or here?”.