Anything else was put in the hamper for the next laundering, usually three or four days away.One weekend, I had just finished mowing the front and bac... and had come in, hot, sweaty, ready for a shower when I asked her to hold the wash which she was just ready to turn on until I've showered."It's going on, Dad, just take them down to your shorts and throw them in." But I want my boxers done, too."I got one of those looks that fathers with teenage girls know so well as she told me, "Oh, Dad, get. .” I grunted, grabbing hold of Hetal by her hair, and pulling her mouth away from my cock.As my cock slid out of her mouth with a plop, she looked up at me with surprise, her mouth open, saliva drooling down her lips, and her magnificent breasts heaving. Letting go of Rambha, I took Hetal by her fleshy thick arms, and lifted her off the seat. Without a word, I guided her to the kitchen platform and told her to get on to the platform.She looked at me with a bewildered expression, before nodding. As she entered the water, I could tell that she was cold because her hands were freezing. Most people would ease into the water to allow their bodies to adjust to the drastic temperature change... Not my sister. As soon as her foot reported warmth to her brain, the rest of her body was instructed to immediately follow. She plunged into the water making a large enough wave to drench the towels that I laid out. I looked at her and said, "Was that necessary?" "I'm just so damn cold here, you. . By the time that Jenny entered the kitchen, dried and dressed in her school uniform, mom was already cooking breakfast. "Morning, honey," the older woman called out gaily. "Tea or coffee?" Tea please, mom." Jenny picked up the knickers from where they'd spent the night drying on a radiator and slipped them on. Oddly enough, for all they now represented to her, she still enjoyed the feel of them and a tingle of forbidden pleasure slipped through her."Big day for you, isn't it, pet?" mom.