She seemed to have no hair on her body apart from a small sparse triangle that almost covered her sex. But as that was at about the level of the water...he couldn't see easily, and didn't want to be caught staring. She seemed relaxed enough, but she must still be mentally feeling the effects of the day before.Jake looked at her as she worked. She washed his clothes, wrung them out, and then took them over to the bank to hang them on the bushes. He didn't know what to do - all his clothes were wet. I started pushing it in. My hand and arse were so slippery that I had to stop and get a better grip before I could push the tip past my initial resistance. As it opened me up, I took a deep breath and relaxed, then applied more pressure. It felt so big. I wasn’t sure that I could take something that big, but I kept pressing it against my resisting arse as I played with my clit and cunt. The clenching of my arse felt good, even as it felt stretched too far. I eased off the pressure letting my. I then felt her hand go to my leg just below the hem of my dress. She began to caress my leg gently and ever so slowly her hand went further and further up my leg. It felt so nice and arousing and I blushed when I felt her smile when her hand reached my hip and I guess she discovered I wasn’t wearing panties. I then felt her turning me to the side where I could lay back and the next thing I knew I was laying on my back with my upper body elevated only by the arm of the sofa. I then grew. " Jeff got out before Arlene continued."Daddy, I've read stories about the frontier. The smaller kids weren't big enough to shoot a musket, or other type of rifle, but they could load the weapon while their father, or some other adult, fought..." But," Jeff said, "that doesn't apply to the pulse rifle. It takes only seconds to change a power canister. There's no need for someone to assist the shooter unless we're talking about a spotter who helps a sniper locate his target." Terri is strong.