Naba felt Claudia's whole body shudder in his grip, and he felt a visceral pleasure in it. He felt his own prick begin to grow once again turgid as her body quaked and a low moan escaped her lips.

As her orgasm began to subside Naba contemplated forcing her to have another orgasm... and another, but decided to save that particular little torture for another time...

He reached for the small woven basket among the bathing items and scooped up water, once again amazed at the quality and tightness of the basket's weave, and proceeded to rinse Claudia's body of the soap he'd applied... and the sweat he'd induced.

The soapy rinse sluiced down her natural curves, leaving a clean sheen to her skin as her still hardened nipples crinckled even more under the cool rinse water. He stood her up and quickly washed her thighs and legs. A bit unsteady on her feet, her hands rested on his shoulders for balance as barely audible moans escaped her lips as he massaged the day's efforts from her legs. His hands roved up and down her long legs and he teased her further bumping her sensitive crotch at the top of every stroke.

When splashed water up in his cupped hands to rinse between her legs wondering if the water cooled or inflamed her desire... and finished rinsing her legs.

He stood up facing her, grinned as his cock bobbed lazily between them, and handed her the soap pot.

"Now... You wash me."