Willow is smiling a kind smile as she circles around the girl’s naked form. “My dear you are exquisite, a beauty pure, of our feminine kind.”<br/><br/>Willow is behind her now as the girl stands erect and slightly fearful of the older women. Now soft hands run across Faythe’s back tracing the spine from neck to butt end. “A elegant line my dear.” Willow adds as she continued her inspection.<br/><br/>Now she stands in front her hands brush the girl’s nipples. Noticing them spring erect to her touch Willow’s breast are responding as well. “My dear would you kindly help me with my morning bathing?” she asks.<br/>