It’s just the two of us, and we’ve been watching Brad Pitt teasing us with his torso for over half an hour, so I thought you might be feeling as h...rny as me. Are you?”Danny wiggled one eyebrow suggestively, and I smiled back, finding it hard to believe my luck. I reached across to put my hand on his thigh while with the other I pulled him closer until our lips met. His tongue pushed against mine while the hand on my leg shifted to my head, fingers entwining in my short curls, and his other. “Ah... , “ the gray-haired old auntie determined, “you two must be the twins. It’s quite unmistakable ... and you both certainly already do take after your mother, in each and every way.” Ok, then ... so Jessica might have perhaps had a checkered past back in her younger, and slightly more nubile college days, but slut-shaming my nieces right from the start was not perhaps the best way to win them over.Reba, who was practically shameless, immediately managed a slight bow and curtsey, before. At first I played it safe and barely touched her hand and kept my junk in my pants. After about 10 reps I told her I had to go to the bathroom and while I was going asked her if she would get us both a couple of glasses of ice tea of something else to drink. While she went to get them I simply ran to the bathroom, flushed the toilet then returned to the apparatus. I pulled my short leg aside so my cock wouldn’t have a problem dropping out the next time I did a squat. As she came back in she. I waited while she reflected on this. ‘I dunno, Mike. I thought you wanted it.’ ‘Well, now you know I won’t do it. So my question still stands. What do you want from me?’ ‘I want you to like me.’ ‘I do, I’ve already told you that. Do you only want sex from me?’ Her pause is pregnant. ‘No …, not just sex.’ ‘Then what?’ I insisted. ‘I want to keep seeing you.’ ‘I’m game for that. Is that all?’ ‘Mike!’ she said with exasperation. ‘What is this? Twenty Questions? I thought we were talking about.