“I watched how you touched yourself and I want to be able to do that for you.”“You will be able to do that, little brother.” Rebecca sighs. �...Unfortunately it won’t be me you can practice on.”“What do you mean?”“I’m going off to college...”“Oh yeah,” he says lowly. “But you’ll be back on holidays.”“Mostly,” she sighs.“I’ll just practice then. And then I’ll be able to do that for you.”“Or maybe you can find a girlfriend to work with,” Rebecca suggests.Liam shakes his head, which makes their heads. I could feel the wetness on my bikini panties. I wanted my other hand on my clit. I watched myself rub my clit through the panties. teasing my clit softly in contrast to pinching my nipple. I leaned against the wall, spread my legs wide and rubbed my clit a little faster. I didn't want to cum yet, so I slowly stopped touching. I got a pants hanger from the closet then walked back to the bedroom, unzipped my skirt and let it drop as I walked. Pulled off my panties, they were so wet. I tossed the. .And she turned towards the mirror.Her fragrance was really having an effect on me. That alone gave me a strong hard-on.Her tattoo was a bit concealed by the ties of her blouse. I softly touched her back and adjusted the ties so that it was very clearly visible.Then I saw that her cleavage was not visible.I whispered to her ear, Me: You never disappoint the audience.I held her saree pallu with hands from both her sides and narrowed its width so that her cleavage was visible.Me: Do you feel. I entered your embrace feeling your warmth, hearing the soft music playing in the other room. You kissed the top of my head and ran your hands up and down my back as my head rested on your chest. This was our time. Time away from jobs and family. Time for you and me. After a nice dinner of fillet mignon, baked potato and a salad we sat on the couch in front of the fireplace. Your arms wrapped around me and my head back against you. The cabin was quiet and we could hear the crackling of the.