Glo strode onto the deck. She'd showered, dried and brushed her hair and put on a little makeup. She looked like she was ready for a night on the town...Except she hadn't bothered to put any clothes on. At 5'2", Gloria McCoy had a lush figure. She was well padded everywhere, most of all in her F-cup breasts. No one would mistake her for a model or a health nut but she was one hundred and ten percent woman and she moved easily in her body."Let me see what you got there." She said casually. The. She is one of few that need not wear nylons to hide any imperfections. Simply gorgeous is the way to describe her beauty from the waist down.Those exquisite thighs can only be complimented by the rounded globes protruding outward. I can be assured that the accumulation of muscle and flesh will be the downfall of many boys to come after me as their desire and need to kiss the cheeks of her ass.She stands there, shifting her weight between each foot; legs spread, undecided in her thoughts. The. Faith was twenty six, pretty, not beautiful, otherwise she a sailors dream. Not tall, about five feet six, curvy legs with wide hips, slim waist, lush body, and tits made to suckle on. She was married to the assistant pastor of the church the group attended. Unfortunately for her, she was very pious, a prude and a bitch. “Stay away from me Satan!” She hissed her blue eyes wide with fear and loathing. “Don’t touch me or God will smite you to down!” She had backed to the full length of the. She turned quickly in Charlie's direction. "What," she said. Then looking at herself she added, "Oh, I get it. No, of course not, he's my cousin." Yeah, well that cousin stuff doesn't always make a difference," Charlie observed."Well, it does in this case. We've even gone one step further. We're pretending that we're brother and sister and there's no way we're going to violate that taboo." Is Bob okay with his sister being so sexy?"Sandy blushed. "Uh ... that's what he said he wanted." Sandy.