“Not more just now, I need to relax a bit.” She turned into the spray again, rinsed off and turned of the water. “Let’s dry off and …..” ...What did she mean? Was it something I did not understand? She handed me her towel and told me to dry her up, which I did. Then she dried me off, spending a bit of time getting my balls and cock dry. It also resulted in me getting hard again, almost as when she entered the shower. Anny put her hand around it and started wanking me slowly. What a feeling! . She was shocked to see that it was a little after 6 o'clock although it was still light outside. Sarah sat up in bed and then realized that she had a light cover over her. She did not have a cover over her when she went to bed. She glanced at the clock radio again and saw that there was a note next to it. Sarah picked it up and read it. Ed had apparently covered her and had left a note instructing her to push the intercom button on the phone to let him know that she was awake.Sarah picked up. I didn't want to work her vagina so I slowly slipped my fingers up under on her butt crack and pulled down across the button and kept that up being sure to get it lubed really good. I sucked harder then went at it and pushed my finger in her butt about half an inch and kept that up. Chelsey exploded up off the bed with her hips and did all kinds of gyrations and almost screamed but cut it off at the first note and I stopped and held her vulva until she settled down. I slipped up beside her.. Being true to the family, I was named after my grandfather, but more about that later. My father lived a life of violence. I suppose it was the nature of the business. There was always some deadbeat who couldn’t or wouldn’t pay, and you had to rough him up or maybe cancel his ticket. In my father’s world, there were certain boundaries, which could not be crossed. Apparently, my father crossed such a boundary. On a warm and pleasant evening, my father sat in Cristoforo’s, which was his favorite.