I started gently stroking from his top…allowing streams of water to run over his body to the very bottom…I whipped the soap…he looks so lovely in a white cloud of foam, that flows down slowly…really slow…in a huge clods, like a melted ice-cream over one's body in a sexy game…then I moved to his sides…with each stroke of the bast whisp his body, wet and smooth, was squeaking in a pleasure…Ohhh, I could listen to this sound all night...my hands run over his sexy body again and again, not missing a single spot…and looking at my own image, reflected in his magnificent sides, still wet and sparking from the waxing, I was thinking to myself: who said that car wash is not an act of pleasure?!
LOL…I’ve returned home from work and noticed that my Mondy-Boy is really, really dirty…It is that time of a year, when you want to see everything being fresh around you, even your favourite car ;-)
It’s a spring-time!