In the shower, after they had washed up, Erica got behind Carmen. Her hands slid from Carmen's shoulders down to her butt cheeks and back. "Mm, my back has never felt so perfect."

Erica's hands came around to her stomach and made enormous circles, prodding her pussy hill.

"I could require your assistance washing that as well," she said. Erica overlooked her and crushed her tits, attempting to get the foamy nipples. yet they continued to get beyond her control. "Ahh."

Erica bumped her. "Is this what Robert was doing?"

"Likely... Yes it was. He held me tight, pressing my tits and scouring on my butt."

"You're quivering," Erica said....