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Skin-a-max Presents: The Celebrity Car Wash	By : Muhabba Category: Celebrities - Misc > Crossovers Views: 10133 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 2
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction and I make no money from it. I do not know Selena Gomez, Taylor Swift, Demi Lovato, Chloe Moretz, Miley Cyrus, Hailee Steinfeld, Jennifer Lawrence, Victoria Justice, Sofia Vergara, or have anything to do with them.

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This is a work of complete fiction.  It just popped into my brain so I wrote it down and share it
for free and make no money off of it.  No one under legal age may read this, if you know what's
good for you.  No one over legal age should read this for the same reason.  All characters used
in this story are a parody of any real or fictional person.  I do not know Selena Gomez, Taylor
Swift, Demi Lovato, Chloe Moretz, Miley Cyrus, Hailee Steinfeld, Jennifer Lawrence, Victoria
Justice, Sofia Vergara, or have anything to do with them.  I do not own or have anything to do
with the state of Miami or any car washes there in.  Comments are always welcome and
appreciated so you should feel free to share.

Story Code: M+/F+, F+/F+, Exhib, Voy,

Skin-a-max Presents The Celebrity Car Wash Starring Selena Gomez
By Muhabba

Chapter 1

     In her large, lush, extremely private backyard, next to her Olympic sized, lavishly ornate
pool, Selena Gomez lounged on her plush recliner barely wearing a small, zebra striped bikini.
The sun gleamed on her honey bronzed skin as small beads of sweat rolled down her brown
flesh.  Her long, raven black hair flowed around her beautiful face as her scarlet painted lips
pursed to suck more cold lemonade from her straw.  Small drops of condensation dropped from
her chilled glass onto her abundant chest causing her already hard nipples to pulse as she sat the
glass back down and readjusted her large framed sunglasses.

     Her delicate hand picked up a bottle of Cocoa Butter and squirted several drops of the
white liquid onto her impressive chest, over her flat stomach and down her lean legs.  The
liquid stood out against her tan skin as she slowly rubbed it into the supple flesh of her legs and
thighs.  Her deft hands slid across her stomach and up to her now heaving chest.  A moan
escaped past her puckered lips as she rubbed her palms across the upper mounds of her firm
breasts, her pink painted fingernails dipping just inside of her small top, teasing herself.

     The former child star's thighs rubbed together as she moaned again and slowly pulled her
bikini cups to the sides, revealing her firm, medium sized breasts and her hard, brown nipples.
She cooed lustfully as she lovingly pinched the tips of her tits, rolling the sizzling nubs between
her fingertips as she spread her golden legs open.  One of her hands slid lazily down her
shimmering body to just above the start of her bikini bottoms and began making lazy circles
around her lower abdomen, still teasing herself.  Goosebumps of anticipation broke out across
her sun kissed skin as she dipped her fingers just beneath her bottoms to just above her wet slit.

     The singer gasped out as her fingertip found her excited clit and she played with one of her
tender tits with her other hand.  Her hips raised up to meet her hand as she played with her
juicy mound and tugged her nipple up, pulling the firm nub out from her chest before releasing it
and causing her firm orb to jiggle slightly as it resumed it's natural teardrop shape.  She gasped
and moaned in erotic pleasure as she enjoyed what her talented fingers did to her young, ripe
body completely exposed and alone in her back yard.

     "Madra de dios!'" a voice gasped out from behind Selena, startling her.

     "What the fuck!" Selena shouted as she jumped to her feet, pulling her hand out of her
soaked bikini bottoms but forgetting about her exposed breasts.  "Manuel, is that you?" she
demanded, stamping her foot in defiance and causing her unencumbered tits to jiggle on her
chest.

     "No," Manuel gasped as the aging gardener struggled to get his erection back into his
overalls.  "I mean si, Senorita Gomez," he said as he finally managed to zip himself up and slid
his work belt around to cover the tent in his pants.  "Did you need something, Senorita?" he
asked innocently.

     Selena glared at him, her fists on her hips.  "How long have you been standing there?"
she demanded.

     Manuel ran a hand as nonchalantly as he could through his salt and pepper hair, trying not
to stare at Selena's exposed breasts and bring attention to the fact that she had left her tits
hanging out.  "I... I just arrived.  Did you need something?"

     Selena let her anger dissipate.  She had such a soft spot for Manuel, she could never stay
mad at him, no matter how many times she caught him leering at her, peeking into her windows,
following her around the yard, taking pictures of her, hiding cameras in her toilets...  "Maybe
it's time to get a new gardener?" she wondered before letting herself relax completely.  "No, I
guess not," she answered, "Let me walk you out."

     Manuel stumbled out of the bushes and Selena giggled at his clumsiness before sliding her
arm into his, pressing her nubile body innocently against him.  "Oh Manuel, I can never stay
mad at you," she giggled as they walked to the back exit of the yard, her young tits jiggling with
every step.  "You have a good day," she said as she held the gate open for him and he stumbled
onto the sidewalk.  "I'll see you next week," she said cheerfully as she waved good-bye.

     "Si, Senorita Gomez," Manuel said as Selena closed the gate and he muttered, "At least I
hope so."  He walked to the end of the sidewalk and opened up the side of his van before
taking his work belt off and throwing it into the back just as a yellow Lamborghini screeched to a
stop behind his van.  His eyes were drawn hypnotically to a pair of long, slender legs as they
unfolded out of the driver side door, a pair of high waisted shorts hugging a tight little ass, a
halter top barely concealing a pair of small tits, and a flirty smirk on Taylor Swift's angelic face.

     "Hey, Manuel," Taylor greeted the older man as she waved her long, lustrous blonde hair
out of her eyes.  "How's it going?"

     Manuel's eyes locked onto the hard tips of Taylor's firm tits and he licked his lips hungrily.

     Taylor's long legs carried her to the gardener and she looked down between them.  "Now
exactly what tool is that?" she asked playfully as Manuel looked down at the tent in his overalls.
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