And now I finally have, and have every intention of wanting to see you do again too!" I added to that.It was obvious mom still couldn't believe any of...this, even though in the beginning she had done so with the full knowledge that I'd be standing there watching her doing just that. It was almost comical knowing that, and seeing this effort on her part to use the excuse it was still wrong, even though she'd been willing to go along with it in the beginning. And of course my Aunt didn't dare say. She was wearing a black thong underneath them. She spread her legs and leaned back into the couch, pinching and rubbing her nipples again. “Do you wanna?” Ashley asked, smiling. She lightly traced her hand above her groin. “Masturbate?” Madison asked. “Yeah.” “Yes,” Madison said. Madison was also wearing a black cami with a pair of girls athletic/running shorts on. She leaned back, mimicking her sister’s body position. Slowly, she slid her hand into her shorts and began to play with herself. He was, or seemed, amazed at mystroke method...which was my grippingmy cock with the first four fingers,no pinky, and grabbing my dick fromover the top of my head rather thanaround the shaft. Of course my fingertips secured my shaft. Then I strokein both an up & down way, but alsoin a kind of twisting motion. At thesame time.Anyway he asked if I'd demonstrate.I did by beginning to stroke myself,knowing full well what he meant.He immediately said it; "No, on meI mean."So I took his throbbing. As we feel the wines’ effects, we get a little closer. I take you in my arms and look deep into your eyes and kiss you gently on the mouth. You look at me with those big round eyes and kiss me back, a little harder. Our tongues begin to mingle and I can taste the wine in your mouth. You let me know that you want me….need me. I begin to explore your body with my hands….as you explore mine… You find that I am aroused by you. I open your blouse; I lick and kiss your neck. I.