They explained that they had to run a few errands and didn’t expect to be back for about three hours. Did we want to come along or did we want to stay home alone. We assured them we didn’t mind being home alone and continued back to Ray’s place to put the truck away. He left the fire truck on the slab then got into the pickup and parked it, forming the naked washing spot. “OK girls, do you want to help me clean up the fire truck for the next show?” He asked with a big smile. “Maybe not since you wouldn’t want to get those nice clothes wet.” I was amazed that he could say this with a completely straight face. I looked at Rachel with a questioning expression then slowly began to gay unbutton my shirt. Rachel hesitated for a few seconds then began to follow my lead. As Ray saw us unbuttoning, bear he followed suit, leading us into his office. “You better keep your clothes in here so they won’t get wet when we spray water around,” he observed as he removed his shorts. As the band of his shorts cleared his cock, I could see it standing up about half hard and growing. 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 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 anal and I whispering conspiratorially. “What are you two plotting now?” he asked. “Uh, Rachel would like to hold the fire hose Hardcore again,” I replied innocently. “And she says she would oral 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. Again and again he hit the base until the plug was fully embedded deep inside his anal sister's bowels again. Either way, you better get used to it. To be marked as his, to complete the ritual. Found him in a club room, playing video games on his Hardcore phone with him what was up. Both girls also rolled onto their tummies and I could see all three resting their heads on their arms but all looking up my shorts. "Don't use too much or it will open too wide," Jeff explained bear with a smile to Anna. Ben blushed bright red. gay Seth fell to sleep with Janel’s firm ass pressed against his, her mother enfolded in his arms. "I would oral like that, but not right now" Henry told his daughter and she looked at him disappointed. It will be ok.” I said. Then, I put a pine air-freshener in her office that had a wireless interface that allowed me to trigger the release of the pine scent.