She took a rough flannel and some soap and with one hand tilting her head back began to vigorously scrub the slut’s face. The slut started to whimpe... at the rough treatment.“Shut up whining, bitch,” said Magda, “I’m just trying to clean you up.”Magda applied the coarse flannel to the front of the slut’s body making sure everything was well-scrubbed. She did seem to take a little longer over her breasts but they were left clean and slightly red with the nipples nicely perked up. She applied more. My strong mechanic was beginning to groan almost too loudly. I knew I had to temper my efforts, but I was enjoying the act of sucking his cock as much as he was enjoying my talents!I knew he was close, but I selfishly wanted more. I intentionally slowed down. This marvelous, stunning, godlike cock was not going to be wasted! I needed it so badly. I selfishly stopped. I practically jumped off the bed and took a condom from the bed stand drawer. He looked at me at first, wondering why in the. I picked up the lube and offered it to her as she said, "No, thanks, Lew, I'm plenty wet already," as I watched the probe part her lips and move inside.She was perfectly shaved and not at all shy about her body. She even shifted some so I could see better between her legs. And she smiled at me as she did it, this was getting even better than I'd hoped.She next moved her other hand down and with her fingers spread some of her juices upward over her clit then began pressing the vibrator's clit. What guy wouldn't?" Well, I'm giving you the chance to do more than look," John said and stopped, his words hanging heavily in the air. This was it, John thought, if he turns me down, I'll act like it's all a joke. John was nervously biting the inside of his mouth as he watched his friend's face."Let me see if I understand you. You're saying I can come on to your wife and you wouldn't mind?" Yep! That's exactly what I'm saying." John almost sighed with relief that it was out."Are you crazy.