They rested a full day and then were forced to take another day because the men refused to rise from their beds. Worse, their lovers agreed.The capito... and its castle were only a day and a half's march from the other side of the river. Pardin was not looking forward to the final confrontation but he was impatient. He had come too far and experienced too many wonders to be held up by lusty interludes of love-drunk humans.His wife came to him in the evening with a bowl of scented water and a soft. Yet we undeniably were, her body filled with my straining erection. It was almost incomprehensible, it was so foreign a sensation, but it was also an exquisite and unique pleasure to share, and I gasped as it washed over me.I’d also sensed Ben through his fingers on my balls, but more as background noise because Angie’s emotions and senses were so overwhelming. Still, although muted, I felt his pain and angst at watching my cock disappear inside his wife even as I was jolted by the intensity of. We had a water barrel inside the house that John and I kept full. Sometimes we'd have to make five or six trips a day just bringing in fresh water. The kids usually saw to bringing in firewood, and we seldom had to remind them to do it.Taking a bath during the winter months wasn't easy, and taking a bath with any privacy was impossible. We had a washtub that was about three feet across and was about a foot and a half deep. We'd hang one of the large pots we had filled with water over the fire. He helped herand soon it was unfastened and his fly was down. He stood and toldGardner to pull down his jeans and shorts. Knowing his place, theineffectual husband got down on his knees and shuffled forward, grippedthe waists of both garments and lowered them to ankle level. Stan madehis victim also remove his heavy work shoes and set them aside, thenremove the pants and shorts the rest of the way. The lovers sat there,naked where it counted."Hey, girl," Stan barked at Gardner, "go and grab.