Her breath is coming stronger in Ashleigh's ear as she listens to her young lover's words, and Izzy is doing everything possible to savor each moment like she was thirsting, and had only a sip of water... she wanted to swirl every sensation of Ashleigh on her palate, savor every drop of her tonight.  She rolled her back in a serpentine wave, trying to feel her with as much of her bare body as possible, to stimulate every nerve ending in a long, languid wave.  Her full breasts pressed against Ash's and she thrilled at the firm breasts and pert nipples against her sensitive breasts, but the exposure of Ashleigh's sex on her belly was whirling with that sensation in a torrent of lust.  She was thirsting, and she had a waterfall now in this lovely young creature, this adoring girl who had, from such resistance, come to such open delight with her.<br/><br/>With Ashleigh propped back against the tile she was able to explore her, and between twisting, full mouthed kisses she spoke in hushed urgency as her hands roamed the swell of her ass, the smooth inward slope of her flank, the delicate curve of her arm.  "I'm going to devour you, darling girl..." she grinned and suckled Ashleigh's lip between her own and gently tugged at it, then let her tongue swipe along the full flesh.  The next words were against her still tingling lips, "...I'm going to memorize how you look when you come, how every shudder feels against my hand, my body, my mouth.  And I'm going to show you all of me..." her kisses locked onto Ashleigh's ear, and she tugged gently at the lobe with her teeth before working her way under the uptilted jaw to plant hot, nipping kisses down the nape.  "You're going to taste me... and I can get very, very wet."<br/><br/>She eased Ashleigh to the smooth floor, where a small rubber mat kept her from slipping.  Ashleigh might have even noticed that it was the shape of a white seashell, with her keen eye.  Izzy seemed to stand back as if in a trance, drinking in the sight of the petite blonde's full, nude body from her delicate toes up her legs, following the contours to her smooth and inviting cleft, to her lovely middle and delicious, pert breasts to finally dine, longingly, on the shape of her mouth and the glisten of her bright eyes.  "And I'm going to touch every inch of you-- everywhere you can feel pleasure in one single night."  Her hands trailed reluctant, but exploring down the incline of Ashleigh's lower back to squeeze her buttocks once more before, like a disciplined soldier, she reached for the soap, tearing the paper away with a soft whisper, and turned back with eager eyes.  "And I'm going to wash you... your hair too."<br/><br/>With a delicate smile that fades to a longing, half-lidded stare, she rubs the bar over Ashleigh's shoulder and arm, leaving a faint, transluscent trail of bubbly soap on the suntanned skin.  she closes the distance, massaging her shoulders and neck with the slick, soapy water, and then cups both arms and slides them down to her lover's hands-- entwining them, suds between their clasped fingers, she kisses her once more and rolls her wet breasts against her once more, warm and tipped with pebble-hard nipples.  She soaped the girl's breasts next, rolling her hands in a wide arc down to her belly before returning to work her way in gentle circles around the aureoles rolling her fingers to a gentle pinch that slides off teasingly, before lathering the girl's abdomen and flanks with loving, long strokes.<br/><br/>Her eyes flit back and forth from her task-- which the soft smile indicates she is soaking in for a lifetime of wet dreams-- to Ashleigh's face to savor the reactions she can see there.  "Turn around," she says-- though a command, her tone is more questioning, like the request would be one that the girl should not pass up.  As she does, Izzy starts again at the shoulders and paints a broad 's' down her back before massaging her way back up from her waist, descending again to shamelessly stroke the swells of her ass, parting them gently as a kitten.  "Everywhere," she repeats in a melodic purr as her slickened fingers slip between the cheeks, gently parting them to stroke-- delicately, and then again more firmly, down and up across the buttonhole of her ass.<br/><br/>There's a sweep of wet kisses, and water floods across her mouth and nose but she breathes through it, deeply, and water spills from her mouth as she places a gentle, but firm, nip at one round cheek before soaping the girl's legs in turn.  Her mouth trails from one side to the other as she reaches the girl's feet, which she lifts, one at a time, and washes with the probing care of a mother cat, then she stands once more.<br/><br/>"Almost done," she says tenderly, setting the bar on the little grooved rest beside Ashleigh's hand, and encircles her waist to slide her soap-slicked fingers down the cleft of her belly to tenderly, gently, massage the mound of her sex and lower, delicately caressing the labia there, before letting one slippery finger part them for a slow, stroking caress.<br/><br/>This caress lasts longer-- by far-- than it needs to, and her left hand creeps its way up to cup one of the lovely breasts in her hand, testing its pliancy and rolling it against the girl's upper chest as she begins, with restrained eagerness, to draw a long line along the slit, again and again, punctuated by little circles around where she can feel the hood of her youthful clit.