With a shocked look on her face and stiff upright posture, she was spinning smoothly in the midair.They stepped inside the hut. Looking up, Inga gaped...at the petrified peri. On the contrary, Dagmar stayed calm. She eyed the stunner who lay unconscious and vulnerably spread-eagled on the straw mat. An old woman, clad in a tinged breechcloth, was holding her thighs apart and licking her pussy.Inga gasped as Dagmar nudged her in the ribs. She looked down and exclaimed, "Vah!"Nuala and Mika were. You mean Bobby? I thought he never closed the deal!'How would you know? Well, he didn't, technically, but we did a lot of stuff." Now grinning. "You certainly seemed to be enjoying the show in the barn." Weren't you? I thought you were getting a little hot and bothered in there. You held my hand." Hmmmm, it was, let’s say, interesting."Only my sister would say that was interesting! I thought it was plain and simple, fucking hot.We went back to the house and kept an eye of Uncle Mark and Aunt. Aunt wanted to show me around the little town. She was in a knee-length half-sleeve dress and high heels! The dress had a high cut neckline. Her tits swayed freely beneath her top as the warm air tickled her pussy lips. My cock pressed stiffly against my fly. Our tour took us about two hours.When we finally got into the car, Aunt said, "My pussy is wet." Does it ever dry?" I asked as I pulled her hem up and pushed my right hand to her pussy under her dress. Surely it was wet. I probed its hot. I WANTED TO HAVE SEX WITH HER SOOOOO BAD!!! But would not even flirt with her in that direction because I knew from office chatter she had a really bad break up a year earlier was was NOT looking for a relationship, that and well she was way to hot for me to even try. I was just happy being her friend and the fact she actually talked to me.After about six months she asked me if I wanted to go to the movies over the weekend, we had become such good "talk buddies" it did not occur to me it could.