Drenched Delight: A Slippery Sensual Massage

I don’t hear you stepping up to do more chores.”
Warrick chimed in, “The car could use a wash.”
“Ugh,” Brie sighed and crossed her arms, “Why did I have to be born into the cheapskate family?”
Her father just chuckled, “Well, the offer’s there if you want to accept.”
Brie rolled her eyes, crammed the last of her pancake in her mouth and spoke through her chewing, “Let’s get out of here, Elsie. XXX “And it’s Saturday. The mall was about a mile away, but it was enough to build up a decent sweat for both of the girls. Brie grinned, looked around quickly and then dashed into the cubicle with her friend. I guess you’re right.”
“Oh good, a hint of a smile.