I'd love to put my rock hard cock in there. Her panties smell so sweet. I'd love to lick her pussy. Fuck, I must be a sick man. This is my daughte... I'm thinking about.A couple of weeks went by and I happen to see Megan and her friend Nichole in the pool. Nichole had her skimpy bikini on and Megan did too. Nichole is a frickin fox. She's also 13. A little more tit than Megan but not much. They didn't know I was home yet. Nichole was fondling Megan's little titties. They were laughing. I feel her every day beside me. Sometimes the loneliness is so overwhelming, I do think of closing this place and moving back to civilization. Especially after the storm we just had. Cut off from all of civilization with the roads being washed out, I was surprised by a gentle rap on the door. At first I thought I was hearing things and ignored it as my imagination. After a few minutes, it came again. Curiosity got the best of me, and shock took over as I opened the door, for standing there were. I don't see your stuff in the living room so you aren't sleeping on the couch." My heart was beating fast. I looked over to my aunt and she winked at me. I looked back at my grandmother and said that I was sleeping in the same room my aunt was in. She looked back at my aunt, then back at me. My dick was getting harder. I leaned back more to show her my tent. "Okie dokie!" she said. We started talking about college, life, what we would be doing the next day. I caught her taking glimpses at my. She was obviously way out of his league, being classy and married, but that did not stop him from thinking of her day and night and she was usually in his thoughts as he ran his right hand up and down his rigid penis in his bedroom at home at night.She was then aged forty and her name was Gillian Hepworth. She had a management post in the office and although she was always pleasant with Ben, she had no direct contact with him because he was little more than the office boy.Ben never plucked up.