The spring was up the hill from the house. He had dammed up the run from the spring and had placed a pipe with a strainer in the water. The water ran ...own the hill about 10 yards and filled a wooden tank (he called it a cistern). The tank was higher than the house so the water would gravity feed into the house, but the pressure left a bit to be desired for a good shower. Uncle Lee had installed a pump on the line to get the house pressure up to about 50 psi, enough for a decent shower.I asked. As that happened, the Russian caught her by the waist and pulled her upright, as that happened, his hand slid up, closing gently but firmly around my wife’s left breast. Asha let out a little squeal of surprise, moaning sexily as the Russian’s hand stayed there for a moment, thumb teasing Asha’s nipple. Asha was aroused by the Russian, and I knew by her pout that she wanted him desperately!I overheard Asha tell the Russian to come up to her room and rushed to the floor of our room. I hid behind. That is, she had a great, well proportioned body, her bum a little big, but she was one of the shortest girls in class, and her face was not strikingly beautiful like a couple of the other girls were. But she soon caught my attention. It was a basketball game. She wasn’t particularly good, but she played very aggressively. It was an outdoors asphalt court, and she made a guy fall and tear his skin twice. She made no effort to be sorry about it either. Later, I helped clearing away some. My cock was buried to the hairs in Kelly's super-tight ass and I began pumping in and out. Maggie's tongue was alternating between licking my balls and sucking my wife's clit, and Kelly returned to washing her face in Maggie's warm, wet cooze.In only a short period of time, Maggie came first, pouring a fresh supply of her cunt juices for Kelly to drink. Kelly followed, screaming her pleasure at the double assault, and I finally came again, pulling out at the last second, aiming my spurting tool.