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“
I
think
you
’
re
clean
enough
now
,
”
he
murmurs
,
and
he
stops
.
What
!
No
!
No
!
No
!
My
breathing
is
ragged
.
“
Why
are
you
stopping
?
”
I
gasp
.
“
Because
I
have
other
plans
for
you
,
Anastasia
.
”
What
…
oh
my
…
but
…
I
was
…
that
’
s
not
fair
.
“
Turn
around
.
I
need
washing
,
too
,
”
he
murmurs
.
Oh
!
Turning
to
face
him
,
I
’
m
shocked
to
find
he
has
his
erection
firmly
in
his
grasp
.
My
mouth
drops
open
.
“
I
want
you
to
become
well
acquainted
,
on
first
name
terms
if
you
will
,
with
my
favorite
and
most
cherished
part
of
my
body
.
I
’
m
very
attached
to
this
.
”
It
’
s
so
big
and
growing
.
His
erection
is
above
the
water
line
,
the
water
lapping
at
his
hips
.
I
glance
up
at
him
and
come
face
-
to
-
face
with
his
wicked
grin
.
He
’
s
enjoying
my
astounded
expression
.
I
realize
that
I
’
m
staring
.
I
swallow
.
That
was
inside
me
!
It
doesn
’
t
seem
possible
.
He
wants
me
to
touch
him
.
Hmm
…
okay
,
bring
it
on
.
I
smile
at
him
and
reach
for
the
body
wash
,
squirting
some
soap
onto
my
hand
.
I
do
as
he
’
s
done
,
lathering
the
soap
in
my
hands
until
they
are
foamy
.
I
do
not
take
my
eyes
off
his
.
My
lips
are
parted
to
accommodate
my
breathing
…
very
deliberately
I
gently
bite
my
bottom
lip
and
then
run
my
tongue
across
it
,
tracing
where
my
teeth
have
been
.
His
eyes
are
serious
and
dark
,
and
they
widen
as
my
tongue
skims
my
lower
lip
.
I
reach
forward
and
place
one
of
my
hands
around
him
,
mirroring
how
he
’
s
holding
himself
.
His
eyes
close
briefly
.
Wow
…
feels
much
firmer
than
I
expected
.
I
squeeze
,
and
he
places
his
hand
over
mine
.
