She made me give her a long tongue bath, and then went into the bathroom and took a bath. I had to soap her up and wash her as she lay there lounging ...n luxury.She watched in satisfied amusement as I struggled to hold the soap between my two leather mittens. She could have done the job a lot faster and better but enjoyed making me slave over her. Any thought I might have had about her being less antagonistic to me ended when she forced my head down under the water and held it there as I. And have an Arabic name. And are Arabic.Hey, at least I wasn’t a Sikh. Then I’d get it for wearing a turban too, I’d be a triple threat and have to memorize even more talking points to throw back at bigoted idiots who didn’t listen anyway.I frowned slightly.Okay, I was okay with death being a vast void, but I kind of expected my consciousness to cease. I didn’t exactly want to spend forever doing nothing. Then I realized the alternative was utter oblivion and ... wait, shit. No, no, no, that. He caressed her inner thigh as she had caressed his,slowly making his way up to her drooling pussy. Heplaced his lips upon her mouth as his fingers traced apath between her legs and labia. He teased her with hisfingertips as he could feel her warmth radiatingoutward. Her whole body tightened as a finger slowlyparted her cunt lips, and he could feel her copiousjuices coating it. Her hand, which was by now wrappedaround his shoulder, clenched as he dances across herdelicate clitoris. He. He lifted her; and the next second Glenda was impaled. Her arms held tightly around his neck and her legs around his waist. She thrust her tongue into his mouth, counterpoint to Paul's thrust into her. He made a quarter turn to lean her against the wall for a little support. He lifted her slightly and set her back down. As her weight fell on him, she squeezed around him. It took a long time for them to approach climax. By that time, the hot water had run out; the shower ran cold. They didn't.