She did her brush but she was not taking bath, then I told her to go get some bath but she said she doesn’t know how to do, without any choice I too... her to the bathroom but her hair is messy.So I applied some oil to her hair and took her to the bathroom and asked her to remove her dress, without asking any question she removed her dress and I was amazed to see her perfect body with big round boobs and a perfect ass to fuck.Then I opened shower and gave her a soap and asked her to rub the soap. The staff at the counter don’t mind having to work to get girls setup right with skis we have already made up in the back. Can’t say we get all that many boys with little girl feet. I have to mount a set of bindings to the size of skis you need. Why don’t you get used to wearing those boots while you wait.”I tried walking in the boots and found they were a real pain in the butt. In the end I found myself leaning on the counter watching as the man worked to screw on the part where the boots. She would get up. She would walk away. She would punch him, kick him before she left.Eventually he had to exhale, felt her move. His fingers brushed over her skin, the fabric of her shirt. Then he lost contact, felt her moving next to him.Suddenly he felt her fingers at the seam of his shorts, pulling them down. He nearly flinched back as he felt her long hair brushing his skin. And then he felt her lips, drew a deep breath an tensed up.Her lips placed a soft kiss on the tip of his dick. . She walked a few feet into the room, her breasts swaying gently, and I came up to her. "Aren't you afraid that I might do THIS!?" I said and stuck my fingers under her arms, tickling her.She screamed and laughed, struggling to get away, her breasts jiggling and bouncing as she pranced and fought to get my hands away. In a flash, she got a hand under my arm and tickled me just as hard, making me loose my grip with an arm. We laughed and wrestled against each other, trying to get the upper hand..