More, wash your pussy. Part 3

More, wash your pussy. Part 3

- I really want to write! - she answered me, purring loudly. I immediately sat down in front of her and stuck my finger under the hot stream. She laughed and then said: "Sorry that we are not together, but I just could not resist!"


- Nothing, dear, I have already pee too - I answered with a sigh, took out a pack of napkins from under the pillow, and patiently waited for her to finish, eagerly looking at her and slowly wiping her finger. Why would they, these napkins - I thought - would lick it well now! Finally, the baby got up and I, before starting to wipe it, kissed her loudly on the tummy and said: "Clever, well done!" As always when wiping, she squatted and wiggled her hips. When I finished, I suggested: "You don't have to dress if you don't want to, it's warm here now, but just don't go out on the balcony!" The baby squealed with happiness and walked across the carpet with a wheel. I knew that in the morning she was very fond of running around naked.


- Come on, my hands, and let's go have breakfast, there is already a lot of time - I continued.


At breakfast, my daughter frankly glanced under the table several times: she noticed that I was also without panties, but she said nothing. When we had eaten, I declared as calmly as possible: "Now let's go wash!"


- Well, of course - she immediately agreed and ran into the bath in front of me, desperately flashing her bare ass. I followed and froze with sweet anticipation. I will not ask her directly, but simply offer to wash my pussy and that's it - I thought - she herself will guess what needs to be done next. Most of all I wanted to repeat those night sensations. It seemed to me that I would not stop, even knowing that I would die right after that. We quickly prepared the foam, climbed into it, and first of all, I took up her pussy. I did exactly the same as last night: first I washed her thoroughly and then began to caress her just as thoroughly until she fell into my arms, quietly squealing with delight.


- Oh, mom, this is even nicer than pretend! You will always do that to me, right?


- Well, of course, dear - I replied - of course, it's much better if I do it in the bathroom, with clean hands.


My daughter immediately climbed to kiss, repeating: "Thank you, mommy, thank you, dear!"


To make it more comfortable for her, I knelt down, hugged tightly, and kissed for a long, long time. Then I thoroughly washed her hair and, freezing, said very quietly: "Well, now you wash my pussy." But the baby immediately screamed loudly: "No!" and even hid the handles behind the back. From wild disappointment, everything just faded from my head. Exhausted, I sat down on the edge of the bathtub that was against the wall.


- But why, dear? - I barely stammered. - After all, you wanted, you yourself asked me!


- Not! - the daughter screamed again, bouncing to the other end. - There is this nasty mouth!


- What mouth ?! - I was amazed.


- Well, this one, such ... - the daughter hesitated, and then continued, blushing strongly - at night 

I wanted to find out why you have such a big hole in your pussy and tried it with my finger. But it is so big that the whole hand will fit there. Well, I stuck it in. And there was this mouth inside and he wanted to bite it off for me. So squeezed that I barely pulled out. And it seemed to me that I hurt you very much - she added barely audibly.


My head just got confused. I thought that if I didn't finish now, I would lose consciousness and fall. And the bath is almost full, I will choke and die in front of my daughter. But this could not be allowed, so I spread my legs wide and began to rub myself violently. But she did not feel anything hopeful and, out of despair, thrust her index finger into herself. There is also no result. However, an idea immediately came to my mind. I slowly took out my finger and said to my daughter: "You say that this mouth wanted to bite off your finger? But for this you need teeth! Does he have them?" The daughter came up and looked at her finger incredulously.


- Yes, indeed, no - she delivered her verdict.


- You see now! I exclaimed. - Please, dear, shove me there as at night, do it, I beg you! I need your help now, please, honey!


The baby looked at me hungrily. She has never seen my pussy so openly exposed. First, she bent down, then knelt down and gently touched.


- Please, honey - I repeated - come on quickly. The handle will now squeeze a little, but you do not pull it out, but wait for a little. Nothing bad will happen to her, I swear to you. Come on!


- And it will be just as pleasant for you as for me when you washed my pussy? - asked the daughter, carefully moving her finger forward.


- Yes, honey - I answered in a whisper, plunging into a warm wave rising from below.


And the miracle was repeated! The clever little girl did not speak, but she looked with great interest and gently touched me with her free hand, which made it even more pleasant because I immediately focused her on the clitoris. When I was able to let go of the handle, my daughter splashed violently, but she just laughed softly. I slipped smoothly into the foam and hugged it to me.


- It's hard for me to speak now - I warned all the questions - so let's lie down a little in silence, but you can kiss me.


And the baby did just that, climbing on top of me. When I caught my breath a little, she said: "Mom, why didn't we do this before, it's so great!"


- You were still too little - I replied - and now you have grown up and I can tell and show you everything.


- And you will show me with a mirror, as you promised yesterday? - She immediately roused herself.


- Yes, honey, of course. Now we will wash and go to the bedroom and I will fulfill everything that I promised.


How easy it became for me, how good! Finally, all the cracks have disappeared, all the ice has melted and we have become one again, as it was before. Still lying on 

to me, the baby asked: "Mom, I really want to write, can you right now?"


- Well, of course, you can, dear - I was delighted - even needed! We’ll take a shower later. So come on, letter-letter-letter!


And I immediately felt its warm trickle.


For almost a week now, we have been enjoying our happiness. We have never left the house, everything that is needed, I order on the Internet. After breakfast, we go to the bathroom and wash thoroughly, and then wash each other's pussy. After a little wiping and drying, we run into the bedroom. First, the baby caresses me with her skillful hand, and then I carefully and gently lick her, as I always dreamed.


After resting and coming to our senses, we go to the studio. I was seized by an amazing creative upsurge, I paint picture after picture and then I myself am amazed at their beauty and harmony as if it was not me who wrote them. My daughter actively helps me: she closely monitors what I am doing and has already given me very sensible advice several times. She sits next to me at her table and also draws all the time, either with pencils or watercolors, and she, too, began to turn out amazingly beautiful.


We talk to her about everything in the world or sing our favorite songs. And sometimes we suddenly start hugging and kissing and again we run into the bedroom. I have never put on panties, the baby does not allow me to do this. I usually wear a loose and long white T-shirt, and when I wait for delivery people, I put on a sundress.


And now, as I write this, my daughter sits on the carpet under the table and looks between my legs, and then begins to touch me. It's time to finish everything and go to the bedroom!

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