She looked up almost as soon as we were through the door and closed her legs. She told us in broken English that she was really sorry but she couldn't...help herself!!We told her to relax and not to worry as masturbation is perfectly natural and if she wanted to, she should carry on. I could feel my cock twitching in my shorts and I knew that my wife was feeling hot. The maid smiled as I walked towards her and gently parted her legs. I knelt down in front of her and gently pulled her knickers. Anderson wouldn’t be home for hours, and she couldn’t ignore how hot seeing him lick pussy was making her. Kitty pulled up her blouse and bra first, so that she could pinch her stiff, aching nipples. She wriggled her bottom until she could bunch her skirt up around her waist, and then slid down her panties. The woman on the screen came with a loud scream just as Kitty plunged two fingers deep into her wet pussy. Mr. Anderson kept teasing the redhead, causing her to thrash and yelp with every. We both sucked hard looking at each other as we did the arms were waving around franticly trying to find us, she stopped and stood up and I did the same, we walked towards each other I waited to see what she did she stopped at the hand and lent forward so her tits touched it, and I did the same so the other hand could feel my tits she leaned towards me and took one of the middle cocks in her mouth and I did the same our heads nearly touching as we sucked. She again stood back and I joined her. We wrestled, picked on each other (in the nicest way of course), and dare I say... flirted. We never did that around our family though. But in public or by ourselves, we would often get mistaken for a couple. We were cousins, related, nothing was really going on between us! Well at least not physically...yet."Ready to go?" Zack asked, as I climbed into the front seat of his lifted Silverado. "Yes sir. Where are we going to today? Hope it's salt water this time." I really don't like fresh water.