"I'm afraid I'm too dirty to enter the bath. Could you make sure I'm clean enough to go into the water? I think I must be especially dirty down there." Ping looked back into Sandra's eyes. "Please." The trace of Sandra's fingers down her spine sent a light spasm through her flesh. Her loins clenched in anticipation as Sandra's finger pressed against her button then moved forwards between her nether lips. It sank into her sex for a moment, withdrew, found her nub and pressed hard. Ping released a quiet moan deep in her throat and leaned her body forwards to give Sandra better access, then sucked in a sharp breath as Sandra pushed the tip of her soapy wet thumb onto Ping's bumhole. At the same time a finger of her other hand sankinto Ping's channel. Ping fell onto her hands and knees and raised her hips towards Sandra, her oil oozing from her quim. She pushed her hips back, forcing Sandra's fingers deep into her twin gates. "Nnngh!" Ping's arousal began building as the rhythmic pace of Sandra's probing digits quickened.
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