Syrisa did not need to be asked twice and quickly she shifted her position onto her knees. She paused as she watched Emma move. The little redhead ws enthralled watching the beads of water slip over those big breasts as the broke the serface of the water. She only nodded mutely when Emma told her she would be washed first. She crawled forward in the tub, kneeling between the blonde's strong legs. She could not stop herself and one hand moved forward to stroke between those firm thighs. She bit her lips as she watched for a reaction, only smiling softly as one finger dipped inside.<span style="color: indigo">"Thank you Emma, i would love if you would wash me."</span>Feeling bold, the young woman leaned forward letting her tongue trace across her lover's breasts, enjoying lapping up the remaining beads of water.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>