I sprayed it on, bloody hell was it cold, and stood there for 10 minutes as directed, then turned the shower on, it was getting nicely warm when she w...lked back in, took one look and barked ‘I said a cold shower. I can see your need teaching a lesson that what I say I mean and you will obey’ I quickly turned the setting to cold and she undid my lead and collar and pushed me under the shower. It took my breath away. Once clean and fully smooth she directed me. He often wore a pistol in a hip holster, usuallyunloaded but it still fit the image of a frontier sheriff or somethinglike that. He even called himself the Sheriff of his little town,which consisted of the motel and nothing more.Owen's motel was fun for us k**s but Dad worried about us being arounda "kook" like the Sheriff. Owen would go on about commies running thegovernment and how we'd all be safe away from the cities when the "BigOne" came. I didn't care about that stuff, though and just. The kiss grew frantic as her need rose. I let go of her breast and touched her quim, pleasantly surprised that she had not shaved her hair off. I love a naked quim, but sometimes, eau-naturale is just as good. I hit upon her clit and gave it the slightest of strokes with a fingertip. Helen gasped into my mouth and drew her knees up, making access to her sex easier. She was soaking already. Her lubrication had seeped into her hair. I had never known a woman get so wet so quickly.My forefinger. His hips bucked off the bed. She grunted and pushed him deeper into her throat."I'm gonna—cumming, Tina! Argh! Cumming!" He shot stream after stream of cum, filling her mouth.She swallowed eagerly, humming all the while. After an eternal moment, his mind cleared."You know, you didn't have to swallow it. If it didn't taste good, I mean."Tina flipped the covers back. She popped her lips off with a smack."I know, but it didn't taste bad. It was kinda hot, actually." Her hand slid up and down on.