I took the mouth wash and started cleansing my mouth. She had repeated her entire soaping and shampooing routine paying special attention to ass creek... I did the drying honors again and took a close look at her cunt. She pushed my head saying don’t start again now. I said “no. Just look at your cunt. It is all swollen and bruised with all my mouthing and biting.” “I can feel the heaviness but I am enjoying it. I can rest her for days to come, you don’t bother about it’-she. We started back to. The bubbles were not just tickling and teasing her pussy, but they were also finding every heightened sensitive point on her body, regardless of where it was! Her back, her inner thighs, her neck and especially underneath her 38DD's, which were currently acting like they were some kind of buoyancy aid, floating on the top of the pool and bouncing with every surfacing bubble. Tess was in ecstasy for the first time in years, she was alone in the hot tub, her clit was getting harder by the second. I could see she was nervous so later that night I held her, starring into her deep eyes then we suddenly kissed - It wasn't amazing, more like a stiff boring kiss but after the kiss she kept cuddling up to me holding my hand and stroking my arm as we were waiting for the goodbye train like a 1930's movie.Next day, I had the Mayor of my City visit our work place it was incredible but also the final day of my apprenticeship.I received a text from her asking to meet again after work outside her. Yet offering me signs that she enjoyed having me near – even close to her. I ran thru my head the times we had sat down together, or "relaxed" in positions that someone could ONLY label suggestive and sexual. But I had restrained myself to gently holding her, in respect for her loss, and likely because I was scared to death of making a wrong move. Yet I could feel myself liking her more, and wanting to touch every inch of her long, slim, athletic body ... No Tits? So what? She didn't need.