"No my darling. Washing first." he said picking up the soap. I frowned. I was horny now and he was making me wait. He got the loofa all nice and sopey... and started washing my neck. I watched him watch the soap drip down my body with lust in his eyes. I closed my eyes when he got down to washing my boobs. He washed them a little longer than usual I noticed. I know he wanted me. When he was done with my back and ass he gave the sponge to me. We always washed our privates last. I started with his. As I ducked under the hanging clothes, the garments brushed against my body and sent shivers up my spine. My cock was throbbing and I hadn’t even touched it yet! I stopped to feel the sexy material of my Mum’s stockings. I started to stroke my cock as I felt several of the stockings and other undergarments. The smell of them drove me crazy. There was something so sexual about them even though they were the everyday things that she wore.I took down one of the stockings and began to rub it. With his fingers entangled in my hair, he forced himself deeper into my mouth. His cock barely touching the back of my throat with each thrust."No hands!" he ordered. Once I put my hand down, he pushed his cock even deeper into my mouth. He moaned in pleasure.His cock rammed into the back of my throat making me gag and pull away. I barely had a chance to take a breath before he pulled me by the hair back to his cock and forced it back in my mouth."Look at me with those pretty eyes," he said. My. We walk around and look in and see that inside, though still small, is open with a soft grass floor. We look at each other and seem to be of one thought. Walking in, I pull you toward me, holding you close to me, feeling your body press against mine. Holding your head in my hand, I bring my lips to yours, kissing you softly, fully and deeply. Your hands roam down my back and grab my buns, squeezing them and pulling me into you. You can feel me pressed against you, obviously excited and eager..