It was hard not to be aware of Tarek and his penis for that matter.   It was very much aware and in her face kind of.   She'd followed him to the shower eager to wash off so she could take a nap.   She was sleepy but once they got into the shower and he started to wash her she was even more intimately aware of how hard he was.   She would have expected him to touch her by now and when he started to wash her she  found it odd that he didn't touch her sexually.<em>He's obviously hard... over me.. maybe he doesn't like it? </em>Head tilted faintly as she tried to figure out why he wasn't touching her like he used to.   She frowned slightly before she was fully clean and standing under the water, though she reached back and too the scrunchie from him and went about washing him as best she could.  Though when she finished on the backside, she came around front and glanced up at him.<br/><br/>Hands wrapped around his hard cock as she kept his gaze, trying to read if she should or shouldn't do this.   If he didn't like it and didn't want to be with her sexually again, and wrapping her hands around him and stroking him would give him time to push her away if he didn't want her touching him.<strong> "Okay?"  </strong>She asked it quietly as her hands slicked over his hard member.   She didn't really have a clue what to do other then to pump her hands up and down and form a channel for him to fuck.