His wife had been a real piece of work. A total bitch. My wife and I had never liked her. Not surprisingly their divorce got ugly quickly and real exp...nsive. So my wife and I had great sympathy for Mark.My wife is a nudist. She isn’t overt, she doesn’t flaunt herself or do it for attention. She’s just comfortable being naked or mostly naked. At home in and around our yard, she’ll often wear a sarong or sometimes just a t-shirt or a tank top, but that’s it … besides flip-flops or Birkenstocks.. ” she had a valid point there. Then she asked me “were you thinking of one of the girls at school to get you all hard, or maybe of one of the girls in those magazines you keep in your room or maybe something else that got you all stirred up?” fuck, she knows about my magazines. I was stunned had she seen me perving on her through the bathroom window as well? Does she know that i’ve seen her playing with her boobs and fuck herself with that rubber cock? I can’t tell her that i got hard looking. Sisters didn't cling to you like that. Nor did brothers. He shuddered. This was not right. It was incestuous. He must put a stop to it. Today.When he arrived downstairs again the place was deserted. Molly had left for the hospital and Gina had gone upstairs. Dan decided on another mug of coffee. He leafed through the newspaper. There was little of any import. He turned to the puzzles.Gina bounced in wearing jeans and a sloppy tee-shirt. Her hair was screwed up behind her head. He still thought. The old whore shook her head in cocky fashion, “Alligator my ass.” My heart nearly leaped from my chest as she grabbed my crotch squeezing firmly. I playfully goosed her ample butt before sliding my hand down the back of her shorts. Grabbing a handful of her cheek my cock grew firmer in my pants. Gina moved away and grabbing a throw rug knelt down in front of me. I massaged her shoulders while she jerked my pants down around my ankles. My bone stood straight up as she wrapped her hand around it.