She chuckled, shifting slightly so she was facing him, her legs draped over the edge of the tub, her shoulders resting against the tub side, her head on her arm, that was along the edge of the tub "Well then what is the pointof having a bath, my love, if you cant wash yourself?" she asked, using her other hand to start rubbing him down, starting at his chest and slipping lower to his hips, grinning slightly as she massaged his member, being gentle with the testicles benieth, remembering that the woman had said about them being delicate...