She had to wash my hair while I stayed sitting down. I was still too weak to stand. Eventually she turned the water off and I stood up and got out of ...he shower. Nancy handed me a lovely warm fluffy towel to dry myself off. I noticed that she helped me with my more sensitive parts but I certainly didn’t complain. Then I sat down and she dried my hair for me. I looked at myself in the mirror and, apart from the butt plug that she still hadn’t removed, I thought I looked really hot.Nancy had. As the shower water splashed on my back, my cock stayed rigid, pulsing with the thought of what occurred the night before, it was all so surreal to think that the girl I fucked had only years ago been a man, Niall, my c***dhood friend and last night I fucked him raw, what did this make me? Just then I felt her hands reach around me and her flaccid she-cock pushing against my ass cheek. We didn't say anything, our actions spoke for us, I turned to face her and our lips met, her boobs pushed. . well we’ve been in family court a lot, and a judge decided that we can’t be closer to each other than a thousand feet (305 metres). And we can’t talk. No phone, no e-mail, no text, no smoke signals no nothing. No, I don’t know why. But it could have been worse, and it’s only for however long it takes to bash out all this legal stuff. However long that takes. We’ll be back together again, I just don’t know whenThe audience is listening, every word. When the child isn’t talking, you can hear a. It was cold outside, yet manageable as I lit up and let the smoke swirl through my lungs. Leaning over the railing, I saw several other couples scattered amongst the bushes in the distance going at it with passionate abandon as the first drops of rain began to fall."I'd give them and eight out of ten," offered my amused neighbor Rose as she watched from the deck of her adjacent apartment. Damn near shit my PJ's."Uh yeah," I mumbled, turning my attention back to the nearest couple who were now.