”Deana still lived at home. Although her father was lenient, her mother was overbearing, as well as a religious fanatic. If she did not stop by ther... before going elsewhere, Momma would throw a fit. She could hear her mother’s angry voice yelling, “Deana you’re a sinner headed straight to hell if you don’t stop doing things good girls should not do!”Sure Deana knew she wasn't the kind of girl they thought she was; however, it was really none of their business. She was an adult, with her own. As a finale to the cleaning, she turned me around again and ran a soft and soapy hand down my butt crack and across my anus. I let out a squeak as I jerked away from her. (Okay, I squealed like a little girl. It was embarrassing, and her giggling didn’t help either.)“Gotcha!” my girlfriend’s mother crowed at me as I gave her an injured glance from under the spray as I rinsed the bubbles off me. I didn’t answer her. I just held out my hand for the soap.Now it was my turn to do the washing. I. Krissi pushed at her soaked hair. "Do we have to go?" she asked plaintively."I think we'd better," Devlin said. She gently squeezed Krissi's breast. "Come on. We need to finish getting cleaned up." Damned parents," Krissi said as she got to her feet. She rinsed out her hair, wringing it out as she stepped away from the spray. "All done?" Done here," Devlin said. She felt better than she had since waking up. This was exactly what she had needed. She found the towels and passed one back to. My cock was limp but I played with it just the same, it still made me feel horny just watching her. I was feeling hungry so I motion eating to her, she licked her fingers and nodded. I laughed.“Pizza?”She laughed and nodded. I got my mobile phone from my jacket pocket and dialled the number before passing the phone to her. I knew the guy at the pizza place was Polish and I often had trouble ordering so I let her decide what to have. She kept one hand on her cunt as she gave the order, then.