Oh, I know I'm no spring chicken, but to a sixty-year-old guy I look like a teenager. So I wear cute little things for him and run around while he pee...s at my tits and swinging little ass, then I sit on his lap or something like that and let him have lots of fun with me." Well, I'll be damned," Bill murmured."It's really very common," Veronica assured him. "You shouldn't feel funny about getting a hard-on over your sister. When I was a little girl, my brothers always got stiff for me." They. What do you think, I'd like to have a go, I'm sure I'd look better than Mary, she's a bit plain...”Well it all seemed OK to me. In fact I was a bit excited about it. My wife doesn't wear sexy underwear nearly often enough for my liking, but she always looks good in it, before I take it off her that is! And I was going to be there, so what harm could it do?So, a couple of weeks later we arrived at the photographer's studio. Sue had brought along, at his request, a selection of outfits to wear.. "How in the hell did you get over here?" asked Grace, worry washing over her face."Ashley walked me over and then left. I need to talk to you alone where I know no one else is going to walk in on our conversation." OK sweetie," said Grace, visibly relaxed. "I'm gonna have to send Patrick away though." I can come back at another time," I said, blushing.Grace shook her head. "No, it sounds like this is serious. I'll send him over to Sarah's. Maybe he can go wear Ashley out for awhile instead of. So I ended up sitting beside my brother, stark naked,my hand lying on his thigh (I wonder how thathappened?) as we all chatted and talked about school,after school plans and all kinds of stuff.It was about 20 minutes later that four more couplesarrived.Now it was crowded in the spa. So crowded that the boysdecided that the girls would have to sit on their lapsto make room for the new folks. Imagine that. Men aresuch pigs.And that’s how I ended up sitting on my brother’s lap.Well,.