Charissa shook her head as Aidan spoke, he was hers. It was true. Very true. As his slick soapy palms slid over her body, washing her delicately, yet roughly, she couldn't help but think how much she loved him. Aidan was her other...seventh. The rest of her family filled a piece too. But she treasured Aidan's piece in a way that was different than the way she treasured the other's.  But she supossed that was normal, each family member had a different part of her.<br/><br/>Aidan finished, and she smiled knowing it was her turn. If she loved anything more than feeling good, it was making somebody else feel the best they could. She took a body bar from the soap dish, knowing he would prefer it to the girly smelling body wash. She lathered her hands with the soap, and went to work, first on his shoulders and back, then to his chest (though not without a pinch of his nipples)   and then lower, his legs and ass, his arms, and finally his cock which she was very gentle with. They both were soapy masses, and she let him rinse first, rubbing her hands were the spoltches of soap bubbles were before she stepped in the spray herself, touching herself more than needed to tease him.<br/><br/><strong>"C'mon, I'm feeling like a nude breakfast is in order."</strong><br/>