She reaches for it but her hands arrest the move as his hands slow drawing her a tiny bit further away from her goal, “what…” she gasps, trying ...o control her quaking voice “what do you want me to do?” she gasps again, his husky whisper tells her to wash her hair, with shaking hands she picks up the bottle of shampoo slowly rubbing her hair into a fragrant foaming mass, matching the motion of her hands to the motion of his, finally he tells her to turn around.With his still moving hand inside. . her mouth slightly open as her cunt stretched to take his thick, ebony rod. Deep. Her fingers pulling her ass-cheeks apart to let him fuck her greedy slit. Ploughing her pink furrow.I watched.I watched his greedy hands roughly slip the cups of her black, lacy bra upwards.... his hands mauling her big, creamy tits. Tits that my lips had kisses and sucked upon. His fingers roughly pinching her excited nipples..... that pleasurable pain.Faster.... his belly slapping against her round ass-cheeks. "He's telling me you ain't allowed back in Danny." The scrawny little bastard," Cherry said. "Go and teach him a fucking lesson, Danny."Nigel grinned and looked up the street."It ain't got nothing to do with me mate," he laughed. "But you're still not outside the bar, you ain't left until you go down these three steps."Danny took hold of his sister's hand and walked back into the bar."Excuse me, sir," he said to the manager. "I think I owe you an apology."The man smiled with self-satisfaction,. “They’re a pair, all right. I just wish they’d get along better. It would sure make everybody else’s life a lot easier.”“Well, I wouldn’t sweat it,” Quint assured him. “It’ll all work out with time. If not, we’ll work it out.”On one of those afternoons in the steam room, Harvey observed, “You know, you got a great body. I wish I had one like that.”Quint responded. “You look fine. I don’t know why you don’t think so.”Harvey scoffed. “When I was your age I didn’t even look like that. How old are.