” She curled up next to me, her head on my shoulder. I listened to hear breath. Not surprisingly, my dick took note. As I listened, it continued to ...row. It was caught slightly in my underwear, and it was starting to get painful. As casually as I could, I reached into my boxers and pulled it upright. She didn’t say anything, so I forgot about it. With a soft, sleepy moan, she turned her body further toward mine, her left leg crossing my knee. My cock rose to a full erection, a notable tent in. "It's so good to see you, Uncle Jim," she cried, throwing her arms around his strong neck and feeling the rasp of his afternoon shadow of beard on her tender cheek. His was a comforting avuncular embrace, the feel of his body, in spite of his wealth hardened by his activities on his ranch, pressing his strong, paunchy belly against her own lean form. Their kiss of greeting, always before just a brief peck, lingered a trifle longer than was comfortable for her and then broke. Robin peeled her. She pushed Hannah's legs apart and saw her sister's thong tight over her mound. Leaning forward, she pressed a kiss to the small cleft in the material that showedHannah's true opening. She let her tongue slip out and taste the dampness. Sealing her lips around the covered sex, Samantha tongued and suckled until Hannah moaned."Hannah! Shush!" Sorry," Hannah whispered.Samantha nodded then pulled the tight material away. She could see Hannah's wet lips and smiled. She'd always loved to have sex in. "Peter put his head down and helped his mother and sister do what he feltwas women's work. He assisted, following their directions and then setthe table for the first time in his life. He felt that he had been takendown another peg, as if he was not even a man in his own home anymore.After they ate dinner, Peter went to retire to the couch like usual, butAshley clasped his wrist and said, "You help your sister with the dishesand pots." But mom that's...," Peter replied before he caught himself..