His huge smile shows it is clear, so my hand drops to my waist and I undo my leather belt, the button, and finally the zipper, which I ease down.He st...res, looks around and nods. We are communicating, he is my look out, he is making sure I dont get caught, so I release the door momentarily and push my denims down to my ankles, and push the door open again.His jaw drops, he stares as my hand touches myself and I start to masturbate as he watches, I am cumming, it feels too good to stop, I can't. ”“But he doesn’t, Jess. He hardly talks...”“About what? ‘Dad, I’m just havin’ fun, is all. Dad, I’m pregnant. Dad, I’m pregnant again.’? Megan, he loves you. It hurts him to see what happens to you, but you don’t listen...”“You have room to talk.”“Bad answer, Megan. Let’s not do this. I changed. He’s part of it. Now, your turn...”“I might be, Jessica. Might be.”“Life is better. Real friends. Real love.”I related the conversation to Barry. She should have known that. Maybe she didn’t. She called. We are going to strip you,shave you, bath you and send you back to wait in our room while I take abath." Why do I have to strip naked and you don't," I said hoping forsomething better."Because you're my wife and I say so," Gax laughed."That's not fair," I said."That's right little CupLyn," she replied as she glanced at me andsmiled at my very male attempt.After the door closed, she dug into her bag and brought out a razor andsoap."They are making the soap from the farm now. It is not bad, not. I was glad I had a towel covering me, but I had to adjust it slightly so it wasnt tented so obviously. The two exchanged some more words in their language, and the girl giggled slightly. I hoped it wasnt at my expense. She finished my thighs, the last strokes of her soapy hands brushing my nutsack lightly and giving me shivers. I knew the towel must now be rucked up enough that she was staring at my scrotum. My mind tried to be embarrassed, but my body was pretty happy with the idea, and I.