I don't remember when but my hand had found its way back to my pussy and I was slowly sliding my fingers up and down. I had never felt so horny and ne...ded to cum but was too afar to move. I didn't want them to stop. I watched as Brooke lifted my little sister nightie over her head and gazed at her naked body. I could see her large tits and watched Brooke take her nipple into her mouth whilst pushing her fingers deep into my sisters, now dripping, pussy. Brooke stopped and removed her own. He was so different than other 'tradesmen' that she found were totally useless, only interested in being paid, but as far as their work was concerned, that was the last thing on their minds. 'He said early tomorrow', she mumbled to herself as she cleaned up the breakfast dishes. 'That would be around nine or so, going by past experience; I guess my shower will be earlier than usual', she finished her private conversation and when out into the garden, it was a nice day and as her small back area. "Well, come on" I said as I led him to the massage room. (I do a bit of massage work on the side; more of a hobby than anything else.)While I prepared some oils, Brett stripped off to his jocks and climbed on to the table.I started on his hands and arms with him lying face up. Then I moved to his chest and shoulders. He was lying with his eyes closed and I could tell that he was beginning to relax. I slowly moved down, over and around his belly and out to his hips. He was beginning to groan. Our breakfast was spent making lists of things we needed to do and mapping out the time line until school was out and we could move.After we ate, I made stacks of quarters on the kitchen table to do laundry. Jules put the sorted clothes back into the hampers and calculated how many loads we'd have to do. John took our paper notes and sat down at the computer to make us lists and deadlines for when things needed to be done. We both kissed him as Jules and I dragged the clothes to the nearby.