‘I guess I need another shower’ she said with a false note of irritation. I laughed. ‘You just want to get me in the shower again, don’t you...’ She looked at me, lust clearly written across her face. ‘Yes.’ It was stated emphatically. ‘Well, tough, ‘ was my amused response. ‘Go take a shower if you think you need one, but I’m still clean’. I saw her eye the spaghetti sauce on the table like she was considering pouring some on me right then. ‘Don’t you even think about it.’ She giggled,. I extended a hand and she wriggled over. In a few moments my throbbing cock was buried once more in her pulsating pussy.“Your mother,” I murmured in her ear, on the far side from Rachel, “can be free now.”She thought about it for a few scintillating strokes. “Making up for lost time?” she whispered tensely, stroking the small of my back to appreciate the support. “It is eight inches isn’t it?” she gave a little extra thrust as though to make sure she had all of it.I fucked the gorgeous girl. "For You are with me, Your rod and Your staff, they comfort me..."He continued praying, as he shut his sunken eyes tight."There is no one else here with you. Just you, and your evil wretched sins bearing down forth upon you. If you want to pray to someone, pray to me!"She sneered as she bore her teeth, and tipped her vial, pouring the clear liquid inside it, out over his face. He started to scream in ear-piercing agony, as his skin began to bubble and boil wherever his skin was wetted by the. Anything else?”“Party tomorrow!” yelled Steve. “Spring tour of Brown County. Meet in Nashville at the town pump at two o’clock.”“And drive carefully,” added Jim. “We don’t need any accidents at this stage of the game. Stay sober.”The cast filed out of the auditorium with various hoots of freedom. Rebecca stopped Wayne with a hand on his shoulder.“Well, coach?” she said. “How’d we do?”“You heard him,” Wayne answered. “Right on!”“Yes, but how did you feel?”“It’s going to be better than it was in.