it's just a tribute to the most romantic reality show couple. Here you will get all kinds of stories about them which is majorly fiction and based on my imagination . there will be lots of love, romance, fights, patch ups , steamy situations and co...
She replied with a yes which was more of a moan. Then she hand me a bar of soap and a washcloth and turn around so the water is flowing down her chest. I took the soap and lather up my hands and begin to soap up the back of her neck. I work the lather into her skin, massaging the tight neck muscle until they start to loosen. I can feel how tensed she might have been all this week. I work my thumbs up to the side of her neck, moving them with gentle pressure, massaging it to release her tension. I move down to the top of her shoulders and continue to work the lather into her skin; she gives out a soft sigh of pleasure as her muscles relax. I move down her left arm, soaping up the triceps, and working down to her elbow. I continue down her forearm to her wrist and take her hand into mine. I wash each finger individually, stroking them until they are covered with lather. I next turn over her hand to wash her palm and begin to move up the inside of her arm until her entire arm has been washed. I move back across her shoulders and complete the same procedure on her right arm as well. I then take the washcloth and cover it with soap, and begin to wash the top of her back. I wash in tight circle, pressing hard enough to work the lather into her skin and into the pores that are now opening. I work farther down her back continuing to work the soap into her skin. I reach her lower back and begin to massage the soap with my hands into the muscle in her back, pressing my fingers deep into her soft skin. I work my hands up her spine to the top of her back near her shoulders and then back to the small of her back, rubbing it hard with soaps in my hands and washcloth, earning small little moans and pleasure sounds from her. she held my hair tight in order to stand still for which even though failing miserably, still was giving her best shot.
Then I squirt some hair wash in my hands and massage her hair with it. I wash her hair, she smells amazing. I squirt some more liquid into my hands and repeat the procedure, then I wash her hair gently making sure no trace of hair wash stays in her hair. The hot water flowing from her hair , making it shine like a silk. The water flowing down her body making her body look so pure and beautiful . After massaging her hair its time for her long beautiful legs. I sit on the bench of the shower and begin to soap up the cheeks of her butt.
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Her moans increase, I rub her butt cheeks from the top to the bottom and from the outside of her hips to the inner cracks between her cheeks. she let a low groan and press back against my hands. I work father down, soaping up the back of her left thigh and down to the muscles in her calf. I lift her foot to clean the bottom and then begin to work up the outside of her leg, back to the top of her hip. I move over to her right leg and move down it until it is clean as well.
Once I have completed her legs and have returned to her hips, I turn her around so that her back rinses off in the hot water. Her eyes are closed and she is breathing gently through her slightly opened mouth. I stand and soap up my hands to begin to wash her face, working from her forehead to her chin. I wash under her chin and gently down her throat to her collarbone. I then re-soap the washcloth and begin to wash down the center of her chest to the cleavage between her breasts. I work my way around, under, and to the outside of her left breast back to the top of her chest. I repeat the motion, this time circling her right breast back to the top. I begin to wash her left breast in an ever tightening circle until I reach her hardening nipple; she suck in her breath as I move the cloth across her nipple. I move over to the top of her right breast and start washing it until I reach her nipple; this time she let escape a low moan of arousal. I lather up my hands and begin to work them over her breasts; caressing them and moving the nipples between my fingers as they continue to stiffen.
