Rachel stared at it as if mesmerized then said in a quivering voice, “Can I hold your fire hose?” Ray nodded and turned to face her. Rachel hesitatingly reached out and brushed his cock then slowly encircled it with her little hands. His cock twitched at her touch then he got a huge smile on his face. As Ray thrust his hips forward Rachel got the idea and began to move her hand back and asian forth. It wasn’t long before Ray began thrusting faster and spurted out long pulses of white cum onto her hand and arm. He had maneuvered so that it didn’t spurt onto her belly or near her pussy. “Wow, I could feel the stuff coming down your hose,” she exclaimed. “That’s so neat!” Ray pulled back explaining that after he came his cock got so sensitive that even the lightest touch was almost unbearable. Rachel let go but continued to stare as the fire hose began to droop a bit as it slowly shrank somewhat. “Rachel, since you are so good at holding fire hoses, why don’t you take the garden hose and just put a fine mist of water on the fire truck. Cathy, let’s have you use one of these towels and wipe the excess water off, and I will follow up with the spray wax.” It took about half an hour to have the truck sparkling in the sunlight once again. Ray swung into the seat and parked the truck in its spot in the garage. Coming out of the garage, he spotted Rachel and I whispering conspiratorially. “What are you two plotting now?” he asked. “Uh, Rachel would like to hold the fire hose again,” I replied innocently. “And she says she would like to see how long the hose is and how much pressure it can develop.” This time I giggled at Rachel’s expression and seeing the red creep up her face. Ray smiled broadly and went into his workroom. He returned seconds later with a ruler and handed it to Rachel. She looked at him with a funny expression then placed the end of the ruler against his belly just above his cock. Holding the ruler against his cock she squinted at the numbers and announced six and one-quarter-inches. “Now for the pressure it develops,” I said with a smirk. Rachel, are you ready to test the pressure?” Rachel glanced back and forth between Ray and myself before giving a shy nod of her head. “I’m not sure how to read the pressure, but I would like to try it,” She replied with a nervous little giggle. “Do you think it will hurt very much?” “I will be very gentle with you,” whispered Ray, “and if you like blowjob you can be on top so you can control how fast and far it goes in. But first, let’s be sure you are ready for me.” Rachel turned toward Ray and said, “Well it looks to me like you are ready for me,” as she glanced down to his cock standing straight out and bobbing gently. “What do you want me to do, I’ve never done this before and I don’t know what to do.” Ray gently steered Rachel to the couch and began to caress her back and legs while at the same time kissing her on the neck and licking her ears. It wasn’t long japanese before Rachel began to respond and began emitting little sounds of pleasure As Ray became more intense with his caressing, he moved to her breasts and as he had with me, he began caressing her titties. Finally, he moved to her pussy and when be stroked her slit up and down Rachel gave out a squeak of surprise and a moan of sheer pleasure. Soon she was writhing under his ministrations and begging him for more, more! Now I could barely fight my dick in my pants anymore it was so hard. Their hair rubbed japanese at my silky thighs. “That’s because you were blackout drunk and passed out on the bed. “Oh, Justin, yes!” she moaned in my mind. My words trailed off. “Sure. “One of the women claimed that Prestira Rasloraca had been a captive aboard the ship.” Slowly she began crawling around, digging her hands into the unseen places, feeling for any blowjob sparkling metal. I held a half empty can of soda in my thighs as I gave a last whiff on my cigarette. There was only one factor which helped him in resisting the urge to grab Mom’s boobs and express a desire to fuck her and asian his success in exercising self-control. Next she opened my legs wide then knelt between them and leaned over and French kissed me again. When his zipper was back up the boy looked like a respectable college kid. This caught me by surprise as sitting down in the short robe was not in my plans but I made the decision to ride it out. He took the cue and pulled his shirt over his head while she worked on his pants.