Why?’ ‘I know we were supposed to go to the flea market in Cedar Creek this weekend but it’s supposed to rain all weekend. Would you like to get...away from here for the weekend?’ ‘I’d love that, honey. Where?’ ‘Go shower and put on sweatpants and a tee shirt with nothing else then meet me in the cabin. I’ve got a surprise for you.’ ‘I love surprises. Give me ten minutes.’ ‘Will do.’ After Rick goes into their bedroom, Mandi finishes what she was doing then heads for the cabin where she starts. And what would a guy do if a mosquito landed on the end of his dick? Did you slap it? Wouldn't that hurt? And with the sun still up for several hours, weren't we risking sunburn on parts of our bodies that didn't get much sun? True redheads always have to ask questions about the sun because we seldom tan, but we do burn. I began to look around for answers, and was relieved to see that my grandparents had put some thought into things.First, there were heat lamps under the deck, so we were going. It’s more than mere intimacy; with her eyes tight shut against the suds, she was trusting me. Me, I was luxuriating in running my fingers through her tresses, gently massaging her scalp to make her feel good.I let her operate the dryer for herself, but again I asked to brush it for her. I used to brush Katelyn’s mane sometimes back home; it was relaxing for both of us, a chance for us siblings to connect again. I know how to do it gently, to hold the root end with the other hand so I don’t pull. My embarrassed boner gave a twitch that resembled a shrug and stayed three-quarters hard.I took up my position behind her and aimed my cock at where I thought her entrance was. With a softish cock, it was a bit more difficult than it would have been otherwise. She eventually had to reach back and force my rubbery worm into her quim by sort of folding it in.The heat and the warmth of pussy paradise were there, but something had broken in my mind and my libido. My cock gave a slight surge, so I.