I slid around so he could reach my right side. Again he dipped the cloth into the hot water and rubbed the bar of soap to make more lather.
After he finished washing and rinsing my right arm and pit he said, “Move to the edge of the seat so I can wash your pussy.” I slid over until my ass was barely on the edge of the toilet seat. “Spread your legs” he commanded. I did as I was told. Rinsing and soaping up the cloth a third time he gently ran it between my legs and rubbed my pussy.
“Wait, that’s not the cloth!” I yelped nervously. “No, it isn’t” he said as he pushed his fingers deeper inside me. I squirmed as he withdrew his fingers, and put them in his mouth and sucked them clean. “Your pussy tastes good,” he said as he rinsed the cloth again. After wiping away the soap between my legs, he rinsed the cloth for the last time.