She immediately realized that Timmy was still getting into her things. She even noticed he had adjusted some of the straps on her slips andbrassieres!... She knew a spanking at his age was out of the question,and instead of directly confronting him for yet another scolding thatprobably wouldn't work Madge decided to make a few plans of her own andthen wait until she could catch him in the act.Several more days went by and then another week. Timmy was stillgetting into Madge's things but finally. “Uhh… Well I there anything else I could do for you. Like chores or something?” Then just when I was about to say OK I will, she said “Well how about If I played with your penis for a while? Or well no that was stupid. Not than, I mean well I heard” I was totally shocked. I had never thought she would go to that extreme.I started to get images and flashbacks running through my mind. My little sister’s lips sliding up and down on my shaft. Me cumming in her mouth. And then I remembered the time. .. he can surely provide some really good feelings.' Or his body doing the same thing, usually manifested by something hot and hard, or a roll over and a kiss that makes the air glow around us.Or we'll be sitting in the cabin, him with his banjo, me with my flute, making music like we're making love, happy, free, sweet. Like it's supposed to be.I let my mind drift along, sort of flowing with the anticipation of the upcoming weekend. My thoughts concluded with the sound of a key in the doorlock.. She is totally completely blushing with embarrassment, I am unsure and unaware of why.“I don’t know what is going on here or what any of that means but do you mind” I say pointing back down to my zipper “since you already cross that line and started me do you mind finishing” I couldn’t help but to ask while giving her a nervous smile hoping she wouldn’t reject me or leave. I just wanted her hand back inside me. I hate getting all started up and left undone. (Don’t fuck with me unless you are.