In the shower in the morning, you are to edge for Dxxxx using your toothbrush, brushing your wet cunt, and yes,you may cum.

Woke to the above text message from Dxxxx

I must admit,my instant thought was, ewwww no way! Gross! Then I took a deep breath,reread the message and asked myself why I thought that.
Why gross? I picked my thought apart, examined it, and concluded that I didn’t really find it gross. My reaction came from a place of ingrained beliefs, taught to me in my youth. Those beliefs are not mine anymore.
They should have no place in my thoughts anymore, why would it be gross? I’ve tasted myself from my fingers,also I very much enjoy pleasing my Dxxxx anyway he asks of me.
So, yes, I left my bed and headed to the shower, grabbing my toothbrush on the way,turning the hot water on, and adjusting it to the desired temperature, I stepped in.
Standing there letting the water flow over me, closing my eyes and imagining Dxxxx with me, his hands caressing my entire body.
I lifted my right foot to rest it on the tub edge, my knee spread to the side, baring my cunt, my hand sliding down to softly tease my swollen lips, two fingers pushing between them to rub my hard clit. Once, twice, three times back and forth, reaching to the side, to retrieve my toothbrush, I timidly brushed the bristles over my sensitive little nub.
My knee almost buckled from the sensation, so insanely different, but so arousing, I brushed my clit gently, with my nectar dripping freely, fully immersed in our world.

With shaking legs I orgasmed for Dxxxx, sinking to my knees, the hot water beating down on me.
Sated