I need to rinse out my ... my pussy," Regan confided, blushing deeper. "I read that things can get stale down there if I'm not careful."Andy blinked. ...e had never considered the concept."How do you ... rinse it out?" he asked."I'm not totally sure," Regan admitted. "I mean, there are a lot of ways, I guess. For now, I'm just going to do what I can in the shower. I think I'm just embarrassed at the thought of you seeing me digging around in there."Andy smiled nervously. Under some circumstances,. All of this happened so suddenly that I hadn’t even expected that we could do anything like this. I cleaned myself and wiped the floor, put on my shorts, and texted her.Me: Hey, baby! Have you cleaned yourself?There wasn’t a reply for 5 more minutes. I thought she was still not done cleaning herself. I got a reply from her after 5 minutes.Neha: Ufff! I had messed my bed so much that it took me this much time to clean it. It’s all your fault.Me: My fault? You are the one who started sending me. Life was cruel. Afternoon turned into evening and the family gathered around the dinner table. My younger sisters talked about day camp. My younger brother talked about swimming lessons. My dad talked about new grading procedures. When it got to my turn I left out all the parts about jerking off and watching Julie fuck, instead I just said all I did was cut lawns. My mom then turned to my dad and said, After dinner Im taking Robert out shopping. Erica, my 12-year-old sister said, Can I come. Sophie and Laura released their grip on Graeme’s wrists and shoulders and stood up. He remained bent over the table, snivelling and sobbing loudly. The ladies allowed him to calm himself for a while, each of them taking the opportunity to walk behind him and inspect his red, bruised and extremely hot, bottom and thighs. Eventually, it was Joanne who took control of the situation.“Right, Graeme. Stand up and face us,” she instructed sternly.It took a few moments for the forty-eight-year-old to.