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But Joe was worried. He remembered what Susan's father had said. True, she had come to him. And he wasn't about to go back to that pool hall as long as Don was mad. But if he got the hair up his ass that Joe was making a special attempt to seduce his daughter -that was a laugh! – there was no telling what he might do.

Seducing his daughter…

With her licking and begging him to fuck her again?

That was a laugh. A real joke to be appreciated only by those there and experiencing it. Joe decided that was a pretty limited membership club at the moment.

"Sue," he said, when she began working on his ear with her mouth. "I do want to take a shower. Your spit is starting to dry all over my body.

It's tickling me. Hey!"

Her fingers worked down over his ribs. She began tickling him.

"How do you like that? And do you really prefer an old shower to me? I think I'm being insulted. Am I?"

"Why don't you come along and see?"

The thought of the girl's naked body gleaming in the shower, water falling all around them, suddenly appealed to Joe. There wasn't a hell of a lot he would rather experience at the moment.

"You mean it?"

"Sure. How else am I going to get my back properly soaped down?"

She swatted him on a trim flank. He just laughed at her, reached out and hooked his middle finger up and into her cunt. She moaned but followed him. She didn't have much choice.

And the last thing she wanted to do was disobey. The promise of the shower was appealing to her, too. Seeing his body all wet and shining and muscled was making her hot just thinking about it.

In the bathroom, Joe turned the shower on until he got the right temperature, then opened the stall door,, bowed from the waist and said,

"After you, dear lady."

She bit back her laughter. He looked so silly standing there, stark naked, bowing. His cock bounced back and forth in a very undignified manner but she wasn't going to say anything.

She returned the bow with a little curtsey, saying, "Thank you, good sir." Stepping into the shower, she felt the sharp sting of the needles of hot water against her aroused flesh. "Umm, that's nice!"

It was crowded in the stall. But neither of them really cared.

Joe produced a bar of soap and said, "I'll soap you down first. It looks like fun to me!"

"Me, too!" she returned. "But don't take too long. I don't want to run out of hot water."

"Don't worry about that. If things go as I think they will, we'll be making everything hot enough in here to boil water!"

"Braggart!"

"Nope. Optimist."

And then he began plying the bar of soap over her body. It left foamy bands across her back. With his other hand, he gently rubbed the soap in. His hand glided across her shoulders and down her back so that he could feel each and every bone in her spine.

When he reached the bottom of her backbone and started out over the curving expanse of her ass, he felt the first twinges of life returning to his cock. He knew this was going to be just the ticket to get him up again.

His hands probed and dived between her asscheeks. The humid canyon between the meaty slabs seemed to vibrate with life. He liberally applied more soap and fondled her buttocks until he thought it was unseemly to continue much longer. He doubted if she would complain, but he couldn't use up the entire bar of soap just on her.

"Turn around," he ordered.

As she turned, tiny drops of water were slung off the tips of her jugs.

He licked his lips when he saw them gleaming in the light. A thin sheen of water coated them. Without even thinking, he moved forward and bent down and began to suck.

He felt the hard nipple press against his tongue. He was quickly lost in the sheer pleasure of sucking on her boob. His mouth worked hard against the stiff button.

"Umm, that's nice. But the soap?" she asked. Her fingers were stroking the back of his head, pulling his face in to her knockers. She was saying one thing and demanding another from him.

"Umpgh!" was all he managed to say. With a mouthful of titflesh, he wasn't about to give it up to carry on a conversation that couldn't possibly be as interesting.

He buried his face in the deep crevice between the twin mounds of tit.

The pillow flesh on either side of his head aroused him. The twinge in his groin was growing. He felt energy surging back into his depleted cock. The feel of her tits brushing on either side of his face was nice, the feel of silky flesh under his fingers made his hands tremble, and added to all of it was the falling water against his body.

Each tiny jet of water was revitalizing him. And the nearness of such a wonderful piece of ass was definitely getting his cock back into shape for fucking once more.

"Gotta keep soaping," he muttered, then moved lower on her body.

"Don't stop! Keep, ohhhh, keep going!"

He worked lower with the bar of soap. He found her bush especially responsive to his work. Soon, he'd built up a huge pile of lather on her pussy mound. Scrubbing, he stimulated her. The man tried not to touch her pussy lips: he wanted to save that for later.

Skipping down, he worked over her thighs and legs. The satin feel of skin flowing under his hands completed the task of making his cock completely hard again.

As he finished off a dainty foot, the teenager said, "My turn!"

She took the bar of soap and immediately worked down his body. But when the girl got to his prick, she suddenly discovered he had a raging hard-on begging to be buried up a cunt. She fondled it, her hands slick with soap. Her agile hands worked back and over his hard-muscled ass. As she reached around, she sucked his prick into her mouth. Suddenly assaulted by three carnal delights, he almost came.

Her hands were delving far into the crevice between his asscheeks.

Slippery with soap, her slender fingers glided over his skin like they had been well oiled.

The water plummeting down stung and aroused.

But her mouth sucking on his cock gave him the most excitement. She seemed to be forever hungry for cock. It didn't matter to the girl how she got it. She would give a blow job then expect to get her tight little cunt fucked. And she'd turned around and wonder why he couldn't screw her up the ass.

She was insatiable.

Finishing off his legs, she mumbled around the plug of cock in her mouth, then rose up to her full height. Looking into his eyes, there was nothing but worship and glowing sex mirrored there.

"Ready?" he asked needlessly.

"Yes!"

He reached down and gently pressed his hand into her thigh. The flesh was trembling in anticipation of what was to come. She wasn't quite sure what he'd do. This was obviously new to her. But she knew it would be good. Sex always was.

He reached through and lifted her leg up. By bending down a little, he was able to slip his pecker under her body. Holding her leg up split her pussy wide and presented him with a good target to hone in on. He straightened a little and felt his cock brush against her pussy lips. He was just enough off target so that his cock went sliding away toward her asshole.

"Go on, doll. Guide me in."

She reached down and gripped the pulsating cylinder of warm flesh. There was nothing she loved more in the world than cock. Unless it was a cock driving hard and deep up her twat.

Shuddering when the wet prick probed into her cunt, she hooked her leg around the man's back. Like a snake, she tried to twine herself all over the wet body wrapped in her arms.

There could be no doubt she was approaching exactly the state she desired so much. The prick slid into her snatch in a smooth, even movement. She shuddered anew as the pussy lips folded inward under the impetus of the cock. Her entire cunt was coming alive. It was feeling the full effect of being fucked once again.