<strong>Moussad ~ with Madison morn Day 1</strong><br/><br/>Moussad finished lathering her with soap but continued touching her.<br/><br/>His hands moving around to her front. He stroked up and down her body as he stepped against her firmly. Moussad wanted to know things about her but he wanted to touch her.  Exploring her welcoming excitement as he chased that sensation everywhere on her body.<br/><br/>His back against hers to keep her from stepping away shyly. Or any other type of moving from him. Claiming her in the way he cared for her and the way his hunger grew for her.<br/><br/>They had training today. She had said as she hung she could sing. If not sing then dance. She had danced for him in that room and he wanted more.  But first he must know if she could sing.<br/><br/>"You make song, yes?" Moussad asked.