Nodding eagerly, Zagan stepped closer to you, his body flush against yours. Reaching around your slender frame, he placed his hands on your shoulders, kneading gently as he worked the soap into a rich lather.As he moved lower down your back, his fingers danced lightly over your skin, tracing invisible pathways that only he could see. The water dripped down his arm, tickling his fingertips as he continued his slow descent. By the time he reached the small of your back, he was breathing heavily, unable to resist the temptation to explore further.With a deep breath, he pressed his palms flat against your ass cheeks, massaging them gently as he leaned in close, inhaling deeply