"Ah..." Molly let out a soft sigh, as if she had turned into a mosquito biting my skin, causing a quick itch to spread over my body.
"Hold on, I'm just helping you wash up," I coaxed gently.
Her tense body gradually relaxed.
She steadied herself by placing her hands on the glass door in front of her.
As my hand reached deeper while washing her intimate area, my fingers went straight through her inner thigh.
Rubbing up and down along the inside of her thigh, the soft skin enveloped in white foam emitted a gradually rising fragrance.
So fragrant, so tempting, I wanted to kiss her thigh.
Slowly, I touched her thigh, then squatted behind her, facing her buttocks.
Foam still lingered on her buttocks, with my handprints visible.
A faint scent wafted into my nostrils.
Not just the scent of body wash, but also her unique body fragrance, a charm exclusive to women.
I couldn't resist planting a gentle kiss on her buttocks, ignoring the foam still present.
My nose tip brushed against the crevice of her buttocks, gradually delving deeper.
It touched a soft spot.
"Ah..." Molly let out a soft moan, her weight suddenly shifting forward.
In front of her was a glass panel, her hands preventing her body from touching it.
But with her upper body leaning against the glass, her buttocks naturally arched backward.
The range of the intimate area my nose tip touched widened.
Unconsciously, I leaned in and lightly touched her intimate area.
The touch was delicate, soft, and warm.
Her body smelled so good, even her intimate area had no unpleasant odor.
It felt like her body had been enchanted, making me more and more infatuated, more and more addicted to her body.
That night, I didn't want to do anything else but indulge in intimacy with her.
"Ah... don't kiss, it's dirty."
"It's not dirty, I just cleaned you up."
"There's foam, it's not good, it smells weird."
"Any scent on you is delicious to me."
With that, I extended my tongue and lightly brushed it over her pussy's surface.
"Mmm..." Molly's body trembled, and she almost collapsed from the sensation.
"Ah... your intimate area smells so good," I greedily kissed her pussy.
My lips touched her soft clitoris, and I couldn't help but use my tongue to gently suck it into my mouth, savoring it slowly.
It felt like savoring a delicious treat, exploring her clitoris in my mouth.
With a hint of body wash on her clitoris, I didn't mind the strange taste, as it dissipated after a few playful moments in my mouth.
I held her clitoris in my mouth, rapidly circling it with my tongue, teasing it like a pet.
"Ah... don't..." Molly's legs weakened, and she sat on top of my head.
Her feet spread outward, causing her labia to part along with her thighs.
Her pussy was now exposed before me, a sight that captivated me like a breathtaking view.
Just one glance, and I couldn't look away.
Her pussy was pink and smooth.
Squinting, I could even see a thin layer of hymen.
Damn, she really was a virgin.
Wouldn't I have a great time tonight?
Feeling determined, I rinsed the foam off our bodies under the shower, ensuring we no longer felt slippery.
Once dry, I carried her out of the bathroom and onto the bed.
She was still covered in water droplets, her whole body wet, even her hair still dripping.
With a leap, I landed on the bed, positioning her beneath me.
"Mmm..." Her body bore my weight, and she instinctively moaned.
Her breasts bounced from the bed's rebound, right into my mouth.
I sucked on them eagerly.
Perhaps due to her lack of sexual experience and childbirth, her nipples were much smaller than other women's.
Similar in size to Catherine's, but fuller and softer.
I buried my face between her breasts, licking and kissing them, occasionally nibbling on her nipples.
Soon, her breasts bore several tiny red marks, resembling strawberries on a cream cake.
Delicate, dense, and soft to the touch.
Sweet and fragrant in my mouth.
"Mmm... oh..." Molly's legs involuntarily rubbed against me, her knees occasionally brushing against the inside of my thighs.
This seemed to trigger a response in my body, causing my cock to throb with each touch against her inner thighs.
The distance to her pussy was now just inches away.
I could even feel the heat emanating from her pussy.
Moist and soft.
Just the thought made my mouth water.
I quickly got up and knelt between her legs.
Lifting her thighs onto my shoulders, her lower body hung in the air, supported solely by my shoulders.
My neck bore the weight of her entire body.
There was a gap of several inches between her back and the bed.
But her pussy was just two inches away from my lips.
I extended my tongue, gently licking over her pussy.
Her pussy was wet, pink, and as I stared, I could see a faint silver glow deep inside, her hymen.
Having experience with Catherine, a virgin, I silently vowed to ensure Molly had an unforgettable first night by thoroughly indulging in foreplay.
My tongue delved into her pussy, lightly licking around the edges, mixing with her saliva, forming small bubbles.
The faster my tongue moved inside her pussy, the louder the sounds it produced.
"Mmm... oh... oh..." Molly squirmed under my skilled tongue, her slender body writhing, the once smooth bedsheet now in disarray.
"Mmm... stop... stop... it's too much... so itchy..." Molly wriggled her hips, trying to free her pussy from my mouth.
But my tongue moved like an electric whisk, stirring rapidly.
Her clear vaginal discharge became slightly viscous, resembling egg whites.
Her pussy was exceptionally wet, with vaginal discharge flowing continuously, dripping onto my cock.
My cock, like a child seeing rain for the first time, excitedly bounced.
Molly had to tightly clamp her legs together, trying to alleviate the unbearable sensation in her pussy.
Her pink pussy gradually reddened, indicating her increasing arousal.
"Ah... I can't take it anymore... please, just put it in."