I climbed in she took the shower attachment and soaked my hair, she squeezed the shampoo on then started washing my hair, her fingers felt so good rub...ing my scalp,she rinsed my hair and put more shampoo onI reached out of the bath and run my hand up her leg , her fanny was soaking , I pushed two fingers deep inside her, Help yourself why don't you she laughedI pushed my fingers in and out , she pulled back.Chris why do you always penetrate me?Because you like it , I said,Yes I do but what. Sian helped me roll Vee onto the other side, and quickly took her place in eager anticipation.Vee had been quite wet, but Sian was absolutely soaking with desire, as I speared Gustav into her. We bucked against each other, fighting for the orgasm, and I won yet again.Sian screamed as I had never heard her scream previously, and fell back limply on the mattress.I rolled off Sian and back on to Julie, whose legs clasped me and pulled me in.I was working on autopilot, on instinct.Gustav found her. . and of course exploring each other, they had plenty to keep them occupied.The Fergusons left for Scotland Saturday morning. Abigail and Mike spent the day at a local country fair; the AJS was an entry in the classic motor-cycle section of the classic car rally. Since it was in regular use, rather than being a 'concours' entry Mike didn't expect anything except a free pass for the day ... and he wasn't surprised. He did have quite a lot of favourable comment, however. The judges actually. Already my dick n balls start stirring. I blast out of the garage like it was a tunnel—fantasizing to myself of getting the 'holeshot up the middle' That's motocross talk. I plan to ride in some contests this summer—so we'll see how that goes. Straight down the street a few blocks to the abandoned golf corse, then across it to the field behind. It had rained three days this week, so I figured the best way to cheer me up was to get muddy. And I loved to get dirty—dry or wet. I spent about two.