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was about satisfying the client. Veronica was an exciting and wild woman, and lavender didn't seem to fit her. So what would be best for her? I examined the fragrances again, searching for the perfect scent.
    I grabbed the cinnamon.
    “That wasn't your first choice,” Veronica stated as I walked back to her.
    “No.”
    “Why'd you change your mind?”
    “I was going to choose lavender, but then I remember this was all about the customer. So I choose cinnamon.” I smiled. “Hope you like it.”
    Veronica grinned. “You're a natural at this, sweetie.” She snapped her fingers in sudden remembrance. “Oh, there's an amulet in my jeans pocket. Go put it on, Melody.”
    “Oh, okay.” I walked over to her clothes and searched her pockets. In the last one I searched, of course, I found a small, bronze medallion inscribed with the symbol of womanhood. Why did I need to wear this? It was so tacky.
    “Put it on.”
    Well, she's my trainer. I slipped it over my neck, the heavy disk hanging between my breasts; my clitoris stopped tingling. I frowned, “What did it do?”
    “I don't want you distracted by your cock right now,” Veronica explained. “You need to focus on the sensuality of washing me. The amulet suppress your futa dick, keeping it from sprouting. We'll work on more self-control later.”
    “Okay.”
    She climbed into the shower, her delicious, dark skin glistening with beading water. More splashed down those perfect, chocolate mounds. She turned, letting the water spray her lush rear. My clitoris may not want to transform into a cock right now, but that didn't change the fact that an itch was forming in my pussy—she was gorgeous.
    “What are you waitin' on, sweetie?”
    “Just admiring the view.”
    She laughed and beckoned with a finger.
    How could I resist?
    The spray felt wonderful as it rained upon my skin; the steam billowed around us, relaxing me with its warmth as it caressed my skin. I shut the glass door and it was very cozy inside, our wet bodies pressing together as we shifted in the tight confines. We couldn't move without my nipples brushing her silky skin or her hard nubs touching mine.
    My pussy ached, and more than water ran down my thighs.
    “Let's get you washed and massaged, miss.”
    “Oh, yes,” she purred. “I'm so stressed out.”
    I poured some body wash on a hot-pink loofah. “I like to start with the back.”
    Veronica nodded, “Sure.”
    I reached around her, pressing my body tight against hers, our nipples kissing, sending pleasure right to my clitoris. Undressing her had left me burning with desire, and my poor pussy ached for contact, to be caressed and stimulated; I needed to cum so bad. The sensuality of her body against mine was almost too much to resist; I just wanted to shove my fingers between my thighs and frig away.
    “Shouldn't I face away?” Veronica asked in her client voice.
    “No, miss. For the best shower massage, I need, um, leverage.” That sounded plausible.
    “Oh, okay.” Then she grinned and winked at me.
    Our bodies were pressed tight, and just breathing rubbed our tits together, which only made my breath quicken, increasing the pleasure generated by my nipples. I washed her back in slow circles, pulling her against me and resting my chin on her shoulder, my hips gently rolling, pressing my clitoris into her groin, pleasure shuddering through me. Her clitoris was a hard bud against my pubic mound.
    “Can't you just feel the tension melting out of you?” I whispered in her ear, my lips so close they brushed her lobe.
    “Yes!” she moaned.
    “Just let all the stress and cares melt out of you. You're safe in my arms.”
    Veronica sighed, her head resting on my shoulder.
    “So relaxed,” I whispered. “Now let's wash lower.”
    My hands washed south, moving down her sleek back. I knelt, her body slippery against mine as I slid down her, my nipples tingling as they rubbed against her. My cheek brushed her hard nipple, then I popped my

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