"My lord… you don't have to hold back with me," Alice said, a hint of embarrassment in her voice as she felt Mark's hard cock pressing between her thighs.
Mark's cock throbbed strongly between her legs, brushing against her soft, wet skin.
Alice, still facing away from him, took one of Mark's hands and slowly guided it forward, placing it over one of her large, heavy breasts.
"My breasts are dirty too, my lord…" she murmured softly, almost in a whisper. "Please… clean them as well."
Hearing that, Mark swallowed.
Alice's breast was soft, firm, and heavy in his hand. He could feel her nipple already hardened, pressing against his palm.
Without saying a word, Mark began moving his hand with the soap, spreading the white foam over Alice's pale skin.
His fingers slid along the curve of her breast, covering it completely before starting to play with the sensitive nipple.
