I don’t want to stand in the living room ready while Ash decided to try on yet another outfit.’ ‘Half hour, I promise.’ Kevin crossed his hear... and was out the door. Thirty minutes later, Kevin was back, and looking amazing. He had on a pair of nice fitting jeans and a long sleeve shirt. He had showered and smelled of soap and cologne. Megan was also ready. She was in a pair of jean that were slightly big, a t-shirt and a pair of tennis shoes. She had applied a little bit of mascara, blush and. He soaped her back, shoulders, arms, and legs before running the bar of soap over her beautiful breasts and stomach. She spread her legs apart to allow her brother access to her sore and wanton pussy. He lovingly ran his sudsy hands into the V of her groin to clean out any remaining cum, blood, and love juice he may have leaked out since they got up from the bed. Ann leaned her head back against the chest of William and closed her eyes as the water slapped her face and bare body, sucking in. "Two days later Cathy, Sally and I were at Tracy and Alex's house helping them and Elizabeth fill some boxes with their personal effects and loaded them into my Escalade. While we were busy doing all of that, Sally was entertaining the baby. She still had that 'I want one of these' looks on her face but was well aware that the time was not right. The moving company showed up right on time at one and had their whole house packed and loaded by four. We then all convoyed to their new digs next. It was like someone holding a red hot poker on my butt…Wooiaashhh Fuck that hurts. Then Fran said 10 extra strokes each for profanities. What that’s unfair, then the same sound and I tensed up. Again I yelped shouting “Shit that hurts like fuck” and Mum this time said another 10 each. So I went from 60 strokes each to 80 strokes each and only 2 whacks. Then I heard something like metallic behind me, then something was forced into my mouth and secured to behind my head. Then a pumping sound.