“Don’t be afraid to use lots of oil,” Janelle said. “I like lots on, it stops my skin from drying out. Do my sides as well, too please.”I po...red a bit more oil on her back, and rubbed that in.“I will have to get behind you if you want your sides done,” I said. “I can’t reach across from here.” That was the wrong thing to say. Very wrong.Janelle opened her legs, and said, “Kneel between my legs, that way you can do my bum as well; and the tops of my thighs. And do them properly, not like the. It feels like she is trying to suck me in. Her pussy is flexing, gripping the tip,trying to draw more of me into her.I pull back and push in deeper this time, earning a moan of pleasure from mary, I pull back and this time, slam it home, balls deep. Mary cries out as I rip through the membrane blocking access. I hold myself deep in her and leaning down, I ask if she is alright. She raises her mouth from Cindy's flooding cunt and says yes. I wait a couple of more minutes to let her body adjust,. Two years pass and a routine is forming. Molly’s mother’s character and persona is starting to peek through her. Mike is showing his father’s discipline and obedience, taking hits from Molly. Molly is a few years younger than him and has learned who she is as a woman. Now she is trying to learn who she is as a person, but her mother’s side is showing, coming out of her in defense for Mike not being the man she expected him to be. You can see when it happened. It was exactly two years six. But eventually we’d yielded to Hotene’s demands that we come this way.At this point in the season the water flow around my waist thrummed against my body like the wind snapping a flag. As my sister watched anxiously from the bank, I’d crossed once with Hotene, who now sat impatiently against the thick tangled roots of a kapok on the opposite shore.“I suppose that depends on the set of stars you’re trying to count,” I said, taking another sideways step, turning to face the current to reduce the.