Samantha a twenty-four-year-old caregiver for a sixty-year-old man named Daniel, who lives with his only daughter inside of her two-bedroom house. Now Daniel can still walk and talk, but he started losing his memory since his wife died three years at the age of fifty-seven due to a brain tumor. Mr. Malcolm had never been the same since she died. amateur So, Malcolm, daughter pays Samantha ten dollar an hour to watch him until she gets off work which until ten thirty. Samantha doesn't work has the weekends and that when she has time to spend with a four-year-old daughter. A sizzling sound was heard as Samantha places her purse down on dining room table. Samantha races into the kitchen to see Mr. Malcolm cooking eggs "me. Malcolm, I was going to cook you breakfast" "good morning Sam" that the nickname he gave her because it's hard for him to pronounce her name. "Need any help" "no Sam, why don't you sit down and relax" "I wish I could but I have to grab your shower essentials for your morning bath". "Okay", now Mr. Malcolm can still do his daily routine it is just it is hard for him to remember. I head to Malcolm bedroom, I grab this small bag filled with all of his bath essentials and I grab his two wash rags. I take all his stuff into the hallway bathroom. Mr. Malcolm are you ready? "Just plated some food for after my bath" "okay sir I'll be waiting". Mr. Malcolm enters the bathroom a couple minutes later " just wash the dishes" "good a clean kitchen is the best" Samantha said with a smile. Mr. Malcolm gets to undress and he steps into the tub and sits down on this bench his daughter paid to have built so her dad washes his body without worry about slipping in the tub. Samantha fills halfway with water "not too hot and just the way I like it, thank you sam". Samantha grabs his soap which was in a small plastic zip lock bag. She unzips the bag and rubs the soap all over his rag for his body. Samantha rubs the rag against his back first. "Sam" how is your four-year-old daughter doing? "She's in Pre-K" "wow she started school already" "yep". Samantha turns the warm water on an rinses the soap off his back and then start cleaning the front of him. When Samantha rubbing the rag against his private part, she got scared. " are you okay Sam" "yes Malcolm" "then you shouldn't be scared to clean my dick" "Mr. Malcolm" Samantha said indian with a gasp "you heard me say dick before" "no you always say penis" "it doesn't matter". Samantha rubs some more soap onto the rag and clean around Mr. Malcolm dick and then started cleaning his dick when she started getting wet. Samantha gives Mr. Malcolm baths and showers like every day, and never felt this way. Samantha stares at Mr. Malcolm eight or nine-inch penis she never checks to see what size it was. 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