"Don’t be shy baby, I love your body, you are so gorgeous."

She stripped her clothes off and stood in the bath. She signaled for me to get in with her and I obliged. She sat and I sat between her legs and my head rested on her chest. We sat in a contented silence.

She turns the detatchable shower head on and sprayed my hair with water as she massaged my scalp, I moaned. She stopped lathered shampoo in my hair and massaged it into my hair. I moaned, this was turning me on. My sexual hunger was amazing. She sprayed the shampoo out of my hair and got a wash cloth. She put body wash on it and started rubbing it down my arms, my chest, my legs, then she washed there. Her fingers ran over my sex and I moaned louder. They were dancing over my opening, I felt like I could come right now.

"Ok, I think you’re clean enough," she said, stopping suddenly.

"Ugh no!"

"My turn."

I turned to face her and did the same, I washed her hair, and body. It was the most sensual thing I’ve ever done. As I wash her back, I take a bold move and wrap my arm around her and start playing with her clit. She moans and I take that as a sign to continue. I wiggle my fingers around and she starts moving her hips to my hand. She was breathing so hard, and I kept going.

"Fuck Tina, yes, right there."

I kept working my fingers, her wetness take over my fingers. I played with her nipples with my free hand and she cried out. My inner goddess was smiling at me. With one last flick of my fingers, she came. She shouted my name and collapsed in my arms.

"Fuck Tina, that was amazing."

We got out and dried off. She led me to the bed room and I sat on the bed. She got one of her toys and joined me on the bed. I layed back and she guided my body to the position of her choice. I spread my legs for her and she inserted the toy. I moaned and she smiled. She was moving it in and out, slow at first then she picked up speed. As I reached my peak, liquid spewed out of me. I looked at her in horror and she smiled.

"Baby, it’s ok. That was the hottest thing I’ve ever seen."

I blush and she kisses me. I felt her hand go towards my sex when we heard commotion coming from the living room. We paused and heard voices.

"Mrs. Porter, please."

"No, if she’s still in bed she must be sick. She never sleeps past eight, not since she was ten."

"Please."

"Dana, you can’t keep me from my daughter."

"Mrs. Porter, she’s not alone."

"What?"

"Shit," Bette exclaimed.

"What, what’s happening," I ask getting up quickly.

"It’s my mother."