Talk:Cancer/@comment-5426290-20140801134849/@comment-24026095-20170312151540

I blush, cover my naughty bits with one hand and let her do her thing.

When it comes to washing my junk, though, both of us struggle like little kids, giggling and blushing as she tries to pull my hand away, and I try to keep it there.

Finally, she tickles me until I laugh my butt off and drop my hands to stop her from assaulting my vulnerable spots. She instanly takes advantage of the situation and shoots a stream of soothing bubbles right at my crotch. I melt into her embrace and rest my head on her shoulder.

Happy endings should be how everything ends. XD