(Glenn had his car also).It was just an old town, pretty cool looking early 1900, lots of shops and stuff we just walked around and talked. Not about...sports(trivial to me, what do I care other than my tax dollars going to make someone else rich) or women, just, hell I don't know, life I guess. We had lunch at some street cafe and headed back. I felt pretty good, a nice day all in all. On the drive back he asked my if I would mind giving him my opinion on an invention he had thought up.Sure. Which is something I've always loved.I checked that Cheyanne was still fast asleep before I made my next move. I moved my body downwards until my head was now level with her crotch. Even though I wasn't about to abuse her trust in me by touching her, I thought that if I were to sneak a peek at her naked vagina, it wouldn't hurt either one of us. Leaning forward just above her crotch, I could just smell the sweet fragrant coming up from her vagina. I felt my penis stiffen inside my underpants.I. There was no need to get dressed. I was walking around half-hard pretty much all morning. And then Ash came over. My sister answered the door stark naked, and Ash walked in wearing the skimpiest bikini I had ever seen. It literally only covered her nipples and pussy. And only just. Her tits were screaming to get out of it, and her ass was on full display. And yet, she was overdressed. She walked in, quickly surveyed the situation and rid herself of her clothes, letting herself bask around in. She had been a neighbor of his folks’ when she lived down south and her sister who had remained a friend of the family had contacted her when Jamal got a place at the local college, the rest as they say was history. His story was smooth but there was something about the way he disclosed Mrs. Baxter’s status that left Shirley wanting to ask him more about her. She hadn’t met the woman as yet, but she felt what she would later recognize as jealousy. “So tell me Jay, does Mrs., Baxter know you.