Black looks at me and asks if I’m okay and with a pretend smile on my face I say “yup just moving my feet.” He shrugs and goes back to watching ...V.After a few minutes of feeling my ass and thigh John’s hand started moving up under my shirt then back down into my pants. I held my breath and bit my lip so as to not make any noise at that moment one of our aunts cam upstairs and told everyone Lunch was ready, John took his hand out of my pants and stood up to go down stairs. I looked around and to. .. but I couldn't. I was too turned on. My hand reached my pussy and it was on fire. My clit was hard and I rubbed my middle finger over it in a circle. I cradled the phone against my shoulder and with my other hand pulled on my nipple. I answered slowly, suddenly finding it difficult to breathe. "Is that what you want? Do you want me to touch my pussy while you talk to me? While you... jerk off?"I didn't know who this person was that was talking to her own son like this, but – at the moment –. The man gets behind Brandy and starts massaging Brandy’s shoulders. I was getting excited at the idea of watching this stranger have his way with Brandy and me there to see it all. Then the stranger started moving his hands lower to the top of Brandy’s breasts. Brandy seemed frozen face red from blushing. The man was now rubbing her breast over her bikini top. His deep voice talking into her ear. ‘Dose that feel good?’ Brandy just nodding her head yes. Nipple’s getting very hard. Slight. "Thank you for helping me Tara. I am forever in your debt." Zeek said in a deep rumbling voice. "You are most welcome Zeek. Those men should be punished for what they did to you. I'm just glad I got there when I did." Tara answered, feeling her anger rising up again. Zeek moved them both a few feet over to his bed of straw and they stretched out to rest. Tara felt bad that her mother would worry about where she was but she had no choice now, other than to stay the night and think about getting.