Tigra pulled Sho in for a deep kiss, exploring his mouth with her tongue while Mahina walked to behind him and began to scrub his back with the warm, soapy rag. "We can be your geishas for tonight, Sho." Mahina giggled at the thought. "We will tend to your every need."<br/><br/>Breaking the kiss, Tigra let out a low growl and took the rag from Mahina, bringing it to Sho's front, scrubbing his chest then down to his ribs and then down to his bulging manhood. "You are every bit your father's son, Sho. You can be proud."