No, in this case, something as simple as mere worship might not be enough! I have to pay the appropriate tribute to them! And in order to do that, I hugged her from behind again. May the radiance of her holy bulges bless me!
Ah
What?
N-No, its nothing
Roxanne tried to say something, but I promptly silenced her. Then I proceeded to use my hands to clean her holy peaks of sacredness, and the springy and elastic response that I got form them was simply marvelous. This is wonderful! While polishing their every inch very carefully, I made sure to savor every second of their heavy sensation weighting down on the palms of my hands. I wash them both gently, attentively and ever so carefully in order not to miss any nook and cranny. Oh my God, they are so incredibly soft that this is unreal! I can feel their fluffiness even through the fabric of the wet towel. When I grabbed her gentle hills more firmly, my fingers really started to sink into them. Normally I would have thought that this is all a dream, but this is all too real, and its happening to me right in this moment! That is how big and soft they actually are, to the point that a mans hand is unable to contain them in their entirety. Now I switched to doing rolling motions with my entire hands, which finally allowed me to get a solid grasp of them in their elastic entirety. They have such an overwhelming shape and weight. When I tried to slowly push my fingers into them, they molded under my touch only to bounce back to how they originally were, as if they were trying to assert their existence.
They are absolutely the best.
Obviously the whole process took much longer than if Roxanne wiped herself up, but she didnt protest, so she mustnt think that it was too big of a problem. And even if she voiced some complaints, I dont know if I would be able to heed them, in all honesty. I have gone too far down this bunny trail to come back.
After spending a substantial amount of time making sure that Roxannes breast were as clean as they could be, I finally released her holy mountains from my grasp.
So, like can I also wipe your tail for you?
Pardon? N-No, theres no need for you to do that, master. I can take care of that on my own.
Aww, dont be like that, whats the harm?
I move to the next step in an attempt to touch her some more. Yes, I am now going to wash Roxannes tail for her! The hair it is being composed of are bristly, and contrary to most of the normal dogs it looks like it doesnt have a core, which makes it similar to the tip of the painting brush. I have already established that the feeling of Roxannes droopy dog ears is irresistible, but the fluffy texture of her tail, which is composed of nothing but soft hair is also quite addicting.
T-Thank you very much then.
So, can you tell me how does your tail work, exactly? Can you move it around freely?
Yes, now keep it up just like this, and try putting your head just above the basin.
Okay.
Heeding my commands, Roxanne places her head right where I told her to. I thought that such a position might be harmful for her back, but apparently she was fine with it. The only complaint that I have is that when she got on the bed, she covered herself up with a blanket instead of staying naked. What a shame. I mean, its good that she still feels embarrassed, but with how thin the blanket is, it doesnt really cover anything all that much, so she wont cover her bulges or body line no matter how hard she tried.
Are you all right? You dont have to force yourself if youre feeling uncomfortable, you know?
Its okay. Im fine.
With a green light to go ahead, I scooped some of the hot water and applied it to Roxannes rich hair, rinsing them thoroughly with my fingers, after which I hot water on them over and over again. Since this world does not have any shampoos, this is the best thing I can do. Then I carefully proceeded to wash her doggy ears as well. Dogs have very delicate ears, so I have to make sure to be as delicate as possible in order not to hurt her by accident.
Doesnt your neck hurt?
No, not at all.
Then raise your head a little.
After washing her hair, I told her to raise her head as I held the non-wet towel beneath her, which I then used to dry her hair until all the moisture was gone from them.
Thank you very much.
No problem. I enjoyed washing you quite a bit, so if youll ever want me give you a hand with it again just say the word.
Understood. Do you want me to wash your head as well, master?
Please do.