Let's go and have a shower, there's room for us both."As soon as they were in the shower, Dave took the cake of soap and proceeded to ensure that ever... part of Jill's body was squeaky clean, paying particular attention to her breasts and loins, his soapy fingers penetrating both her vagina and anus."I think my bottom and vagina are clean now darling" she sighed after almost five minutes of Dave's fingers thrusting deeply inside her, but he didn't stop until Jill was crying out as she reached. Always six in quick succession. She had always wondered why it seemed to hurt more on one cheek than the other?She wanted more and her body was ready for more. Needed more. Desired as much as she could get. She considered herself incomplete without this.She counted the strokes, waiting for the seventh. The one that folds underneath and slaps hard on her pussy causing her to jerk; tensing her muscles and clenching her thighs. Her nipples brushed against the hard fabric of the bed which excited. " Oh! You're right. I'm sorry. I just remember him as someone who couldn't keep his hands out of my dress the whole time I was growing up." Well, he is getting older, Mom. Maybe he's changed." I hope so. See you soon. Tell Dad not to worry. I'll stay as long as he needs me." Ok, Mom. Bye." What was that shit about getting older?" Well? Aren't you? I didn't say you weren't horny any more, I just said you were getting older. Everything I told her was true. It's not my fault if she assumed that. Real soon ... like right now soon ... there was a huge group of pickups trailing in from North and South, unloading firewood and fancy dressed maidens and driving off to find parking. There were pickups parked around the side streets and overflowing into the Village Green. It was a good thing the turning bridge was gone because Bridge Street ... North Bridge Street was bumper to bumper and door handle to door handle pickups.A semi load of custom built portable toilets pulled in and parked at.