Pausing several times and telling her to take a drink, keeping her glass almost full, as I rub I notice I can now see down the front of her gown, her ...arge saggy breast and huge nipples completely exposed to me now. Taking my time and enjoying the view, imagining how good it is going to feel to jerk off to this mental image when I get home, sliding my hands to her shoulders, working the gown open a little massaging her shoulder/neck area, listening to the soft moans in-between our conversation. "My, don't you girls look pretty, now." "Tammy looks beautiful," Miss MacDonald said, wrapping her arm around her, and squeezing her arm. "What about me? Aren't I beautiful?" Winnie asked. "Why do you want to look beautiful?" Jesse asked. "I don't believe little girls should look beautiful," Mrs. Liza said. "So what does that make me?" Jesse asked. "Pretty beautiful?" Winnie asked. "Ha, ha." "Beautiful is for those who are old enough to wear makeup," her father told her. "...I guess." "Then. This is gonna be so good." I put them on the counter along with a hairbrush. I'd pick them up after I got her outside.The stairs didn't go quite as easily as Les anticipated. She ended up holding onto the banister with both hands and kind of sliding down while I walked backwards down the stairs, holding on to her waist in case she lost her balance.I got her out the kitchen door. There was a chaise lounge out in the sun. We headed over that way. "I've got to go in the house and get the shampoo,. “uhh, I’m so sorry, I didn’t know anyone was here, its out in the middle of nowhere and I just heard sounds” He stammered out, clearing his throat as he stepped out into the clearing but not approaching, scared and not really sure of what to do at all.“how long have you been there?”“ummm, I’m not really sure, a few minutes I guess…” He brought his hand up to the back of his head, scratching it awkwardly as he stood there. His mind racing with how much trouble he was gonna get in.“so…….so you.