Once everything was wet, I set the hose down and got my shampoo and soap that I kept by the back door. I washed my hair and then my body. I scrubbed a... much as I could in order to get clean. I even managed to piss while I was showering. Maybe I wouldn't have to piss so much in the morning.I finally figured I was clean enough and rinsed myself with the cold water. I didn't have a towel outside, so once I was done, I had to rush to the back door to get in for a towel. I was so cold that I thought. She watched, fascinated, as the young man’s penis rose slowly to attention. ‘His cock gets so…big!’ she thought. Blue veins circled the sides of the swollen organ. The top flared into an arrow-shaped purple head, with shiny droplets of pre-cum glistening at the slitted tip. Nicole touched the turgid organ. It was so hot! She wrapped her hand around it and stroked it gently, noting with delectation that her actions brought a groan of pleasure from Bobby. She kissed it. Bobby went wild when. ........and probably better, too..........I loved music, was dying to perform, but she was on a different level from an early age. I thought I could focus when I was singing, but compared to her, I was like the first day of baton twirling class.........she had all the nuance, all the grace, all the timing, all the expression, not quite the knowledge, but she was still a little k**. If she heard it once........once!...........then she just had it..She said she always wanted to be like me, but I. I looked up towards the far side of the house and saw myself in the mirror knelt under the tree. That's about the only thing I can give him, I thought to myself with a helpless chuckle. He'd like that, I mused. Then, I felt a twitch in my pussy, and thoughts of my son taking me right here under the tree filled my head. I tried desperately to push them out but it was too late. I felt wetness building in my panties as images of my son's cock sliding in and out of me danced in my head like sugar.