When she had the water just right, warm and soothing, she stepped into the enclosure and waited for him. He came slowly, still feeling peculiar about ...he situation, she saw. He was so big, he filled the stall, but she adored the contact her small body made with his, and especially liked the wet nudging of his distended prick.Handing him the soap, she waited breathlessly until he began to slide his hands over her trembling body. It felt marvelous, all slippery and foaming, and she wiggled when. "Oh my God, you cum so fucking much," she said exasperated, moving her hand down to her D-cup titty to scoop up a finger full of my freshly laid cum, putting it in her mouth. "Mmmm, you taste just like pineapple!" Yeah," I said, my breathing ragged. "I try."I still find it amazing that here I am, just having turned 30, my beer gut coming in at full force and far from my most attractive, and I was still fucking hot ass college-aged girls and, on occasion, girls even younger, on a pretty damned. I ran downto tell Mom that I might be getting a feed from Craig and I'd be onheadphones and I didn't know if the signal would be any good so if sheneeded me for anything to wait until I came back out. She said shecompletely understood and to say hi to Craig for her.About five minutes later I sat with the phones and microphone boomawaiting the feed. It was funny; when it came through it was just likewhen Craig lived in my neighborhood. It was weird thinking that he was inanother time zone. ’ He wiped his hand down his face and brightened, ‘But you know your sister.’ She looked at him and smiled. ‘Oh yes.’ ‘Insisted that we took the kids camping, I even brought the gas and air tank.’ ‘That was Jenny.’ She turned to face him, ‘Chris, are you OK with this, I mean…’ ‘Oh yeah, I’ve been camping since I was tiny. It’s in my blood.’ ‘So,’ she said finishing the last of her tea, ‘What shall we do now?’ she stood, turned and pointed her bottom at him. ‘Oh, I’m sure I’ll think of.