He kept watching her as she moved away from his cock to his thighs then even to his feet, which was very awkward, but he let her be seeing her working with a serious face. But how could he calm down when he would see her massive breasts jiggle every time she made an effort to scrub him?
He stayed as still as possible, thinking about anything other than one thing that was right in front of him, and it seemed to work. But when Adele looked at him after washing his feet, she saw him with his eyes close, like he was in a meditation trance. She chuckled which made him open his eyes.
" What? This is the only thing that is working for me." He said it with a blushing face. She brushed him off before moving to his hair, which was good news for him; after all, he didn't have to see her if she was behind him, although his imagination would run wild!