Camille always liked to watching me bathe. Camille always told me that it was just a good way for two bffs to talk and catch up while sharing the bathroom, so I usually let her stay while I took a bath and Camille put on her makeup. Camille kept stealing glances at my naked, soapy body while she did her face, getting excited and tingly watching my wet, slick skin. When she thought I wasn't looking, Camille would quickly slip her hand under her skirt to flick her clit before she thought I would noticed, and that last rub while I was rinsing my hair put her over the edge.