Madison~ with Moussad Day 1<br/><br/>She raised her eyebrow and raised her arms over her head, piling her hair ontop of her head.<br/><br/>Her body was on display for him. Open to every last touch Moussad wished to bestow upon her. She didn't know where everything was leading to but it all seemed to move fast. His touch was reassuring and different than they had been the night before. Madison knew he was exploring her and she didn't move away. Instead her body pressed back against his, the lathering having been washed away but left her back in less pain. Her body was on fire from his touch, her body slowly starting to ache for the release she had before.<br/><br/>"You make song, yes?" Moussad asked.<br/><br/>Madison nodded and let her head fall against his shoulder and thought. "Yes, I do, though I don't have formal training. Would you like me to sing for you?"