Holding the camera with one hand, Brenda ripped the brown parchment from the package, revealing a letter and another smaller box inside. She carefully read the note, following the instructions once again. Still completely naked and camcorder in hand, she went back downstairs, fetched a bottle of white wine and a glass, before returning to the bedroom. She placed the bottle and the glass on the tiled rim of their garden-style tub in the bathroom. Brenda opened the smaller box and produced a bottle of strawberry scented bubble bath. Placing the camera on the counter, she adjusted the lens to capture the entire bathtub. Within moments Brenda stepped into view and began filling the tub with hot water and a generous portion of bubble lotion. The camera captured her voluptuous ass as she bent over the tub, testing the water temperature and splashing the water creating a thick lather of bubbles to form. Satisfied that everything was proceeding fine, Brenda sat on the small step leading into the tub, bringing her knees to her chest, waiting for the oversized tub to fill. She poured herself her first glass of wine, sipping at the vintage as the bubbles neared the top. Based on the instructions Brenda had read so far, she figured Mac was going to get her drunk again.
She finished her first glass just as the bubbles were spilling over the top of the tub. Brenda gingerly eased herself into the hot water as the thick white lather enveloped her entire body. Obeying the instructions left for her, Brenda poured another glass and another until the slim bottle was completely empty. The mixture of alcohol, the strawberry scent filling the air, and the bubbles tingling her body, allowed Brenda to easily succumb to the erotic sensations growing in her body. Recalling the instructions, Brenda stood in the tub on wobbling legs as she scrubbed her body with the large bath sponge. In full view of the recording camera, Brenda slowly ran the soapy sponge over her stretched neck and down between the valley of her cleavage. A trail of soap was left behind as the sponge maneuvered under the heavy right breast, circling the melon, zeroing in on the growingly turgid nipple. The same process was repeated on her left breast, eliciting a sigh of pleasure as the sponge scraped across the dark pink, pointed peak. Brenda began, unwittingly, performing for the camera as the erotic sensations continued to mount. The sponge and her free hand traveled down over the toned stomach to the small triangle between her legs. Brenda’s legs parted to allow the sponge and her silky fingers passageway between her twitching thighs. Brenda drew in a gasp of exasperation as her moist folds flowered open upon contact with her exploring fingers. She turned around showing her ass, once again, to the camera lens. She squeezed the sponge, producing a river of soapy liquid to cascade down the small of her back and between her ass cheeks.
Dropping the sponge into the tub, Brenda gave in to her body’s demands. Propping herself against the wall, Brenda dragged her right hand across her tits, while her left hand closed in on her begging clit. The instructions had not directed her to do this, nor did they forbid it. She flicked her fingernails across her nipples as her other fingers circled, around and around her clit. The tender flesh quickly exposed itself, desperate for direct physical contact. Brenda obeyed and began furiously frigging the protruding bud. Her knees began quivering as the orgasm of pleasure waves began building against her dam. At the very instant Brenda began to feel the dam give way, she bent forward, exposing her puffy lips to the still recording camera, and shoved two fingers into the sopping entrance. Brenda fucked herself with two, then three fingers, while keeping friction on her clit with her palm. She bucked against her hand for several minutes, till the tidal waves began to subside.
Brenda collapsed into the tub, enveloped once again by the bubbles, and the now cooling water. She lay motionless as her emotions returned to normal, remembering the camera and her assigned tasks. She slunk down into the tub, embarrassed by her wanton behavior, yet still excited by some perverse soul from within. She dipped her head beneath the water cleansing her face and hair.
Brenda opened the drain, letting the bubbles and water sink into oblivion. She turned on the water once again, but grabbed the handheld shower spray to rinse off. She started with her head and guided the pulsing water over her neck and shoulders, as the water ran in rivers down her silken frame. The jets of warm liquid splashed against her tits, and then between her legs, causing a shiver to run through her body once again. Brenda briefly contemplated bringing herself off one more time, as the sputtering water massaged her clit. She pushed the desire aside, and finished her assigned task. She toweled dry, as the letter had instructed, in front of the camera, leaving her hair in wild disarray.
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