A woman's hands, slick with body wash, glide over a man's flesh, leaving a trail of bubbles in their wake. She's meticulous, her touch thorough, her eyes locked onto his growing erection. She pauses at his crotch, her fingers tracing the length of his shaft, making him squirm. His cock stands at attention, ready for her touch. She leans in, her lips meeting the tip, her tongue flicking out to taste the pre-cum mingling with the soap. She takes him in, her head bobbing, her hands continuing their sudsy dance on his skin.