“Why not? You’re my wife and, based on how wet you are, I think you need some attention.”“Let’s go inside,” she said softly, with her eyes...closed, obviously enjoying the sensation caused by his finger.“I don’t think so,” he said as his other hand unbuttoned her shorts. In a flash, the shorts were down around her ankles. Before she could object, Jordan had pulled her lacy white panties down to her knees and was fingering her again. “It feels good, doesn’t it?”“Yes, baby. It feels wonderful, but. They hold about a quart each."I smiled. "You might want to try more as I've just decided that that will be the next test. How much you can hold."Showering was fun though I didn't allow tails to be removed. We finished and Julie ran warm water for her first bag.As she setting up the apparatus, I asked, "How do you handle two bags?" If I don't have help, it's difficult. With help, they disconnect the empty bag, fill it back up, and hook it up and let it flow. When I've had enough, I pull the plug. . I'm so drunk ... don't know what I'm doing ... yes take off clothes ... so hot in here ... I wish someone would be nice to me ... can I just relax ... Just lay down for a little bit ... Oh that feels good..." I had heard this or minor variations on the theme at least five times over the last year. Only nice thing, every time the outcome had been the same, I got sucked and fucked, the nice twist here was I had my mother and Tammy helping me fuck the newest member of the crew. That was enough. Perfect. Two weeks go by and they become inseparable. They hang out almost every night after work, and they officially start dating. They moved each other in from the archives of the common Myspace friend, to the most prestigious sport of each other's top spot on the Top 8. After two weeks of hand holding, snuggling on the couch, and quick pecks on the cheek, they decide to take advantage of the sunny Southern weather and plan a day at the beach. Rob came to pick Natalie up at her off campus.