We both got up and he lifted me and took me to the bathroom. Both of us wanted to piss and we sat down facing each other on the commode and started to...piss together. It was an experience of a lifetime and I could never have imagined of such a sexual intercourse with my own husband.We both stood under the shower and bathed to our hearts content. He was soaping me and I was soaping him all over. We both took a nice bath together, which I had never done in my life. Shekhar, then suggested that he. She seemed to approve of what she saw there because she smiled and nodded at me, then turned, stepped to the altar and draped the cloth across the center. Turning back to me she said; "The mother concurs, Alison has indeed completed her Rite of Passage and crossed the threshold."She turned again and stepped to Angela's line. "Who witnesses for Angela Marie Scott?" She asked.Angela's aunt matron answered; "We, her aunts witness for Angela. Through our guidance and instruction she has undergone. One in particular caught my attention and I grasped it marvelling at the length and girth but too at a number of protuberances that had me wondering as to their uses. Unable to resist I furtively pressed what I suspected was a button to operate the monster. My squeal as the phallus burst into life vibrating, buzzing and flashing bright lights caused the assistant to look up in my direction, she smiled an all-knowing smile of someone for whom this was not the first time this had occurred.. The soap was now starting to irritate the sensitive skin there. The hot bite flared as I pressed my fingers into the hidden flesh. I both relished and loathed the ache. The burning sensation caused me to moan a little, so I reached for the shower head, ceasing my ministrations. A twist of the end changed the water pouring out of the shower head from the gentle spray to a hard stream. I doused my tortured parts. The warm water flowed over me, rinsing clean the soap, swirling it down along my.