The Cleanest Porn Ever with Asa Akira NSFW

Title: A Thorough Cleaning with Asa Akira

The lights were dim, casting a soft glow on the pristine white bathroom. Asa Akira stood before the full-length mirror, admiring her voluptuous figure. Her perky breasts, adorned with petite rose tattoos, begged to be caressed. The intricate phoenix that spanned her back paying homage to the fire that burned within her.

Asa’s mocha skin glistened with a mild sheen of sweat, wisps of her jet black hair clinging to her face. She had been preparing for what lay ahead, ensuring every inch of her body was perfectly primed. Her pussy lips glistened with anticipation, peeking out from beneath her smooth mound.

A gentle knock at the door jolted Asa from her momentary trance. She opened it to reveal her caretaker, ready to assist her in her quest for the cleanest porn ever. With a mischievous smile, the caretaker entered the bathroom, closing the door behind him.

“Alright, let’s get started,” Asa chimed, her voice dripping with eagerness. She reclined on the edge of the bathtub, her legs hungrily spreading apart. The caretaker wasted no time, gently parting her lips and preparing his trusty dildo for its first task.

He began by swirling the toy around her clit, teasing her gradually building arousal. Asa let out a coy moan, her hips subtly rocking to meet each passing sensation. The caretaker adjusted his grip, slowly pushing the dildo inside her slick canal.

Asa’s back arched slightly, relishing the feeling of being filled so completely. The caretaker maintained a steady rhythm, pumping the toy in and out of her tight heat. Her breasts bounced gently in time with each thrust, nipples pebbling with desire.

Suddenly, Asa gasped, her body tensing. “The shower head,” she managed to utter, pointing towards the opposite wall. The caretaker understood, quickly retrieving the handheld shower head and turning on the warm water.

With precision, he aimed the pulsating spray directly onto Asa’s clit. Her eyes fluttered closed, lost in the overwhelming bliss of dual stimulation. The caretaker worked his magic, alternating between plunging the dildo deep into her pussy and peppering her pleasure button with velvety sensations.

Asa’s moans grew more vocal, echoing off the bathroom walls. Her body trembled, balanced on the edge of ecstasy. She gripped the towels on either side of the bathtub, anchoring herself as the caretaker pushed her over the precipice.

“Oh fuck!” Asa cried out, her orgasm crashing through her like a tidal wave. Her pussy clamped down on the dildo, throbbing with unbridled pleasure. Rivers of girl cum gushed from her spasming hole, creating a small puddle in the bathtub.

The caretaker allowed Asa to bask in her afterglow for a moment before resuming his ministrations. He turned the shower head to a steady stream, cleansing her tender folds of every last drop of arousal.

Asa watched through hooded eyes as the clear water cascaded over her sensitive skin. Her pussy felt deliciously raw, still tingling from the immense orgasms that had been wrung from her.

The caretaker then retrieved a plush loofah and lathered it with her favorite body wash. The suds clung to his hands as he began to gently wash her, his touch always respectful and oh-so-enticing.

He started at her face, massaging the soap in slow, circular motions. His fingers traced the curve of her jaw, the slope of her neck, the swell of her breasts. Asa hummed with contentment, her muscles going loose and pliant.

The caretaker worked his way down, ensuring not a single inch of her creamy skin went untouched. He swirled the loofah around each tattoed rose, each intricately defined rib. Asa shivered, feeling like she was being worshipped.

Then, he knelt down, eye level with her glistening pussy. Asa held her breath in anticipation, her heart beating wildly in her chest. The caretaker ran the loofah along the outside of her folds, teasing her with the promise of more.

Finally, he dipped it between her lips, caressing her delicate inner walls. Asa let out a soft sigh, savoring every stroke. The caretaker took his time, ensuring her pussy was not only clean but also heightened to a fever pitch.

He added a personal touch, running his tongue along her slit, lapping up the suds and her lingering arousal. Asa bucked her hips, silently begging for more. The caretaker obliged, sealing his lips around her clit and sucking gently.

“Oooh fuck,” Asa whimpered, her toes curling from the sensation. She cradled his head to her hips, encouraging him to delve deeper. His tongue danced between her folds, swirling and flicking, stoking the fires of her desire once more.

Asa was lost in a haze of pleasure, only the caretaker’s clever mouth anchoring her to reality. Her hands fisted in his hair, tugging harshly as he brought her closer and closer to the edge.

When Asa felt her orgasm bearing down on her, she shattered. A million colors burst behind her clenched eyelids. Her pussy spasmed around nothing, desperately clenching at the absence.

The caretaker helped her ride out each wave, his licks growing lazy as she came down. Asa lay boneless on the bathroom floor, a satisfied smirk on her lips.

“Well,” she drawled, “I’d say that definitely fits under the ‘cleanest’ porn category.”