"Don't," she said. "Don't touch me, don't talk to me."Trevor sank back into the chair. "Don't you even want to know why?" he asked.Her mouth fell open... "Know why? I know why. Because you're a foul, evil boy who can't control his lusts." She spat the words out, but she wouldn't look him in the face.Trevor kept talking, quietly. "No. It's because I love them. I love Reed, and Cat, and Aunt Teddy, and Aunt Alex, and Aunt Frankie. I love them, I care for them, and I'm not ashamed that we -- that we. She spoke quietly, "Thank you so much for this! It means everything to me for you to do this." There is nobody else I would want to father her child." Rachel said as she joined the hug.I kissed them both, but spent much more time kissing Kristina. This was her special night. I slowly unbuttoned her pants. She laughed, "Yeah these are tight. Let me tug them off. She shimmied and squirmed and slowly worked them down. She was wearing a forest green set of lacey panties. I slid my hands. "John... please don't stop," I whine, a tone of pleading in my voice."Relax Peggy, relax and go with the flow. I won't leave you hanging. We are going to experiment, try new things. We are all alone, so nobody will hear us, nobody." His gentle, soothing words, the warm water and my singing nerves ease my fears and I ignore the signals my questioning mind has started to send. His hand glides across the small of my back, the fingers like fire on my sensitive skin. They slide down the crease of my. She had broad, tapering shoulders and her pert B-cup breasts sat proudly, high on her ivory-skinned chest with prominent nipples atop small brown areolas. Her waist was slim and flared out at her hips which tapered down to her long and graceful legs. But what caught his eye was her tuft of pubic hair atop her prominent mound. It was black and silky smooth, trimmed into a neat bush that accentuated the bottom of her belly, and he could see a hint of her pussy lips protruding between her thighs..