I did not push her hand away this time. I just said, “Somebody might see us.”“Don’t worry dear. Nobody is looking. Even if somebody sees us, t...ey won’t be able to see what my hand is doing right? All they will see is us talking,” she said softly. Her hand began to slowly move under my top. I caught my breath as I felt her wrinkled hand on the bare skin of my stomach.“You have such a soft body. It feels so good,” she said, as her palm slowly rubbed over my navel under my top. I stood straight. It was Saturday. So she didn’t have to go to work today.Sigh of relief. What appointment was her mother talking about?Before any calculations could be made, her bedroom burst open. Christy came running into her bedroom and jumped on Brenna’s bed.“Wake up, Brenna!” came Christy’s shrill voice. Brenna groaned.“Your Mom says you have to get up, cause we have to leave in like an hour and a half. You’ll want to get breakfast, or at least get a shower.”With a deftness that surprised herself Brenna. I'm taking a nap wake me when it'sready."I turned on my heel and left. I walked to my room, and carefullyundressed as I reveled in the sensual feel of my garments. Ipeeled off my leggings now both heavily stained with my juicesand tossed them on the floor. I climbed into bed nude and wasasleep in less than a minute.I floated nude on a cloud, surrounded by feminine etherealbeings holding out toward me lovely silky visions of feminineclothes. They encircled me and whirled about me as we. I had seen my brothers cock on many occasions, as sisters do, but flaccid, so this was a first for his big sister, but seeing it in Iris's hand and not mine, made me angry, but even here, as I cast a look around the room, at each girl, all focused on my brothers penis, licking their lips and I am willing to bet, their pussies were wetting in expectation, even her I shamefully admit I too was wet, and then, suddenly Iris had competition.It was getting too much for Sandra, who also high on weed,.