Chapter 323 A Caged Bird Sings In Trans Prison:>Ep21

• Then, suddenly, her hand, wrapped in the washcloth was around my cock. I know that I moaned then and sort of melted into the toilet seat. Her hand was just wrapped around my shaft, and she started to gently stroke my dick, making sure the soap was worked in.
• "Sorry about this," she said, blushing but certainly feeling the sexual tension, "It needs to be cleaned and it is hard, I don't know how else to do it." Now it was my turn to blush.
• "I am sorry it is hard," I said, but it just kept getting harder, even as she swirled the wash cloth around on my balls.