I froze, not wanting her to release me, yet knowing it had to be just a reflex that she would realize was not proper.I held still my finger tips at th... edge of her bikini bottom. We were both frozen in a position that was so sexually charged yet more than likely explainable if anyone would see it. Then with what can only be described as a teenage impulse I pushed my fingers under the elastic up to the knuckles of my hand and stopped with my fingertips touching the crack of her ass.I knew she. ..my hips raise on their own searching for your mouth begging you to get deeper and I hear your breathing get labored as mine. You raise your body and lower your mouth over my nipples biting them and flicking them with your tongue making them hard and sore. Your hands fumble at your clothing as you free your cock from it's constrains in your pants. "Are you going to be good for me slut?" you whisper "Yes sir, Yes sir I promise" I reply my breathing jagged. Suddenly I feel your cock forced into. Ah, a different approach. “Sure,” I said, fumbling in my coat pocket for matches.“Don’t waste a match, Honey. One off your hot end will do nicely,” she said, winking and putting the cigarette between her lips. Hmm, deep red lipstick.“Right,” I said as she grasped my hand and lifted it toward her face. She united the ends of our cigarettes and sucked. Hers lit and she took it from her mouth, blowing smoke to one side.“Thanks.” She smiled, still holding my hand in surprisingly warm fingers. “I. Theygot warm and brown anyway, even if they lacked the crunch of realtoast."Mm, smells good!" exclaimed Mom as she came in rubbing the sleep outof her eyes. Sis came in last as usual. What did take her so long inthe morning? It wasn't as if she wore a lot of makeup or anything.Everybody seemed to have a good appetite after yesterday's hard work."Thanks Donny," said Mom. That's what she calls me. I'm Don and Sis isDonna; want to guess what our dad's name was? "You didn't have to dothis. I.