I had washed you slowly. I knew it was important to show you how much I cared about you so you would know you were always safe. I wanted you to be rew...rded for your submission. I had used a washcloth to gently wash your neck, breasts, and back. I had gently washed your legs and I had very slowly and very gently washed your pussy lips. I gently pushed the fabric of the cloth between your lips and you spread your legs wide to avoid the pressure. The cloth felt rough against your inflamed pussy. He was still unresponsive. Sara called her cousin Becca to see what we should do. Becca came out to the Sorority house to see Barry and she tried to talk to him. Barry would just stare with a blank look on his face. Becca said Barry needed to go to the hospital, so we took him to the E.R. Once there, they wondered why he was dressed as a French Maid. We told the hospital staff that he loved being a French Maid. They stripped him down to his panties and wondered why he was wearing. " She said to Norman as she kissed him lightly on the lips."Morning sleepy head, looks like you gave your future bride quite a workout last night. No wonder she loves you so." I do mother James. He's such a good pussy sucker. He really does know how to clean up a messy cunt and make a girl feel heavenly." Are you sure you're hungry Norman, after all you ate last night."The two women giggled loudly as Norman's face turned more beet red. He couldn't believe how his own mother was adding to. With a quick kiss to my leaking tip, Rose slowly stood and stepped toward the bubble-topped bathtub. With my desire clearly apparent, I sat in the hot water first, wincing at the high temperature for several seconds until I had leaned back against the sloped back of the bathtub. Rose joined me, and I appreciated the view before she was finally settled with her back against my chest. She sighed, leaning the back of her head upon my shoulder and placing her hands upon my knees as she sat between.