Aunt Judy and I were naked and being touchy-feely, touching each other in all the right places. My cock was again moving in the up direction getting h...rder by the micro-second. It was hard not to proceed at a “damn the torpedo’s full speed ahead” pace. But Aunt Judy was wise and sensed my enthusiasm and slowed me down. As we had gone this far, I truely believe she wanted it to be good for me and her, especially my very first time. I hoped she felt as good being the selectee, as I. “Spread your knees a little,” I say. I slide my fingers up the inside of your thigh and lightly trace your pussy, as if gesturing you to me. I tease you slowly, letting you coat my fingers before I press more firmly and slide the edge of my finger and hand through your folds, back and forth. I can feel your moans in my left hand. “Your pussy is so fucking wet,” I say to your reflection. “Lie on the bed,” I tell you. “Put your head down.” You move into position, and I help shift you on the bed. By mid-afternoon, most people were leaving; we went back to the boat, and motored back to the Earle’s jetty. On the way back to Erskineville, we stopped off at my parent’s place. My parents asked if we wanted to stay for dinner; even though we had not long had the barbeque at the sailing club; we decided to stay and catch up with the family. As was apparently quite usual, Shane was over spending the day with my brother, and she would be staying for dinner.As my brother and I were doing the. It was almost as if he had suddenly become more confused about what had happened earlier, but damn it, perhaps if he had kept himself from running his fingers over my thigh, I wouldn’t have started my game. I reclined on the couch and stretched. ‘So, looks like you have to put up with me for at least one night.’ I said. ‘I’ll try not to dread it too much,’ He replied, pinching me on the leg. ‘Yeah, and I’ll try to keep myself from throwing up,’ I laughed. To my surprise, he removed the pillow.