Actually, I didn't have to use the bathroom. But there was an eight-year-old's birthday party going on in the house and I needed a break from the nois.... I opened the door to let her in, and locked the door behind her. "You hiding out?" she asked. "In between baking a cake, cooking pizzas and popcorn, and the noise, I needed a quick timeout. This seemed like as good a place as any." The party was for Scott, my now eight-year-old son. We invited about a dozen of his buddies over for the. ' I poured some more bath gel into my hands and lay back rubbing it over my breasts, squeezing and pulling at the nipples making them stand to attention. I raised my hips out of the water and reached down to my recently shaved mound. I felt my clit poking between my soft pussy lips, with my soapy hand I rubbed over my cunt lips and flicked my clit as it started to grow. This was starting to feel really good. With one hand twisting my hard nipple, I slipped my fingers inside my soft welcoming. Gasping again you start to work his cock moving your head back and forth then reaching up you cup his balls and squeeze gently feeling him respond, his cock getting even harder as you massage first his balls and then the rest of his exposed member, suddenly you try to scream as he bites you clit harder than you’ve had done before sucking it as he pulls away before mashing it with his tongue bringing you to another orgasm. Driving you into a frenzy you forget his cock almost buried in your. I had assumed at least to that point of having known Patti as I had become to know her, that she didn’t know all that had happened to me up to that point of time, and was I ever wrong in that!Because as she stood over me like that though hell standing up she was barely taller than I was sitting down.But then and there she told me she knew everything! That Bastard of a Brother of mine had told her everything!And in writing this story and what was said and told to me by her, I may leak out a bit.