I remember her convincing me to do her bent over the vibrating washing machine so she could be subjected to the heat and movement of the machine under...neath and have me pressuring her from the rear until she squirted her shameful release all over the white tiled floor and wailed so loudly that she even drowned out the sound of the washer.There was the time that she wanted me to spank her over the ironing board.I thought it was funny because she hated to iron anything and I was usually the one to. That's right. Do everything the best way you know how. Now turn around, put your hands on the wall, and spread your legs" she ordered, stepping into the water with him. Piggy stood, placing his hands on the wall Sir indicated, opposite the shower nozzle. The water went cold on his back as she squeaked the hot water off.He shivered, hearing her open the ice-chest she'd brought from the freezer, and then winced as he felt something even colder than the water work its way between his butt cheeks.. This time the hand remained squeezing it and caressing it. She was stuck. She couldn't turn around, she couldn't move forward and she was too shy to scream. So she just stood there. The hand continued to squeeze and then it moved over towards her butt crack. It started to caress the side of her left cheek and then it moved down. RuthAnn jumped and her right boob struck the guy in front of her again. This time he moved his elbow back until it started to mash her boob in. RuthAnn again stepped. "You don't fight fair." Well, what was I supposed to do, let you hit me?"In the meantime, Ronnie was screaming at Shelly, who was trying to talk him out of his belligerence. Finally, she slapped him. He raised his fist, but then became aware that there were four people facing him and his friend was rolling on the ground barfing and trying to get up. He backed off and quieted down."Shelly, how can you do this to me? I love you." What about the woman driving your car? Do you love her? She.