Then she had me hold my arms up so she could wash my pits and start on my side.On one hand, I felt a bit humiliated at being treated like an infant, b...ut on the other, this was the most erotic thing I had ever felt in my life. When her arms wrapped around me and she started washing my chest, I couldn’t help but moan a bit.She trailed her hands lower, washing and caressing my abs. When she got to the waistband of my shorts, I stiffened but I didn’t say a word. Taking this as permission, Sophia’s. “You wouldn’t know anything about that, would you?”“You already know the answer, Diana.” Maddi’s heart pounded, but she fought against the reflex to clutch her heart. She knew her sister could smell her fear. “I told her about the girls, but nothing else.”Diana shifted her eyes over Maddi’s frail stature and smirked. “I bet it felt good to tell someone, huh?” She asked in a cordial whisper. Maddi said nothing but trembled under Diana’s unnerving stare. “Telling the truth can be addicting,. I ran over to check on her and make sure there was nothing wrong. Next thing I knew she grabbed my pants and dumped a whole handful of snow right onto my package. It hurt a lot and I started screaming in pain. Unaware of how sensitive a man is in that area, she just kept laughing. “Bitch!” I said, trying to smile through the pain and make a joke out of it. “That really hurt…”“Aww I’m sorry, here ill try and make it better.”I wasn’t sure what she meant by that, but she started taking off her. Her legs clamped. Her arsehole sputtered.Too early, too early. If she climaxed now...It would hurt later. Because Brent wouldn't stop until he nutted. Thiswas his second? Third go? This afternoon.He'd pound her until she was raw.Cheri bucked through an intense orgasm. Pain added to the pleasure.Maybe she could...Could...Maybe she could suck him off. That would save her poor arsehole.She could also...Take it in the pussy.No, never again. Not after that last pregnancy scare.She heard Cheri2..