He moves to my legs. Starts at my feet. God it feels so good. Oh shit, did I shut the drawer? Fuck he cant see in there. It's like I own shares in a s...x shop. "Just relax, you've suddenly tensed up" Ha ha glad he doesnt know why. Well there's nothing I can do now it'd be too obvious. Let's just hope it's closed. I relax. His hands move up my thighs towards my ass. Moving into my groin so close to my pussy. It's making me so horny. He rubs the bottom of my ass just under the towel. I moan. And .. oh damnit to hell, she’s only thirteen, she’s a child! What are we doing to her Steve?!’ he yelled, glaring at Stephen. Stephen glared back, then turned to his wife, giving her the same pleading look that Ron had given Annette. Maggie and Annette glanced at each other, both understanding what the brothers weren’t ableto say. The thought of their little sister in a marriage with a man they knew nothing about – and in a marriage bed with that man – made cowards of men who thought nothing. I saw her arch her back slightly, biting her lip and closing her eyes. I couldn't believe it. This young beauty was masturbating in mosque just for me! My cock was straining in my pants, but I dare not move, being that I was seated in the front row. The aching intensified as I saw her gently pull the panties aside, revealing two of the most perfect pussy lips I have ever seen, smooth and pink and now definitely glittering with moisture. She gently inserted one finger, first up to the knuckle,. She wore a t-shirt from the local University and short, loose shorts that barely covered her shapely ass where it rested against the bumper of the car in the driveway. She had no shoes, and her hair looked like she had just gotten out of bed. I would not have given her a second look, except that her free hand kept sliding along her thigh. As I got closer, I noted that she would slip a finger up inside the leg of her shorts. It would disappear for a moment then reappear as her hand pushed back.