" You're doing no such thing," I said firmly "get me near a sink I'll do it myself." That would be a good trick," she laughed "I can just picture it, ...rab, wipe, grab, wipe, tumble, thump. Now stop being silly and let me get on with this."Well I tried to argue, but a broadside from her fiery temper scuppered me and I lay there blushing as she removed my pyjama top, slopped the wet flannel on my chest and washed me like a baby. She dried my chest then helped me to roll onto my side so that she. " Hey!" Cameron finally lost his composure."Oh god, really?" Paula was already having second thoughts."He wouldn’t be mad if it weren't true," Laura assured her."I think I'm gonna pack it in early today. I don’t need a rumor that I went to bed with a limp dick going around." You could say you wanted to know if it's true," Laura suggested. "Damn, I'm a little curious now myself."Paula did not respond. Instead she just hurried off, her round ass bouncing with every step. Cameron watched her leave. Bobby sat down as I was unwrapping my lunch, but I noticed he had no food of his own."No lunch today?" I asked."Betty Lou isn't going to be around for the weekend, so when she gets here we're going to eat outside and talk." So are you two are together?"Bobby looked away, as if was uncertain or as if he was trying to figure out what to say next, so I took a bite of my sandwich — another of Tracey's concoctions — and gave him a bit of time to think.He finally looked me in the eye and said, "Yeah.. I could feel her hot breath on my face; the sweat of our bodies made us slick together.I gave her a long full kiss and whispered, “Jenny, ride. Ride hard.”She whispered back in a husky voice, “Yes…my master.”We were a single a****l, in perfect synchronicity. My cock never slid out more than an inch. As she bucked back, I followed. As she thrust down, my hips pivoted back. Pelvis to pelvis we rocked and thrust and ground against each other. The lake shimmered over her shoulder. The air around us.