I tried the drawers until I came to what I was looking for, my aunties underwear, although not the sort that would make you hard at first glance I too... the sexiest pair of panties she owned. They were black with a silky bow on and I unzipped my jeans and wrapped them around my cock, whilst starting to wank myself into them. I started to fantasise about my Aunt stroking my cock, closing my eyes to help me visualise the mental image I had. As I was pleasuring myself I opened my eyes for a split. She took her time under the water, letting it course over her body, relaxing her muscles after a long day of work and study.Once she felt a little more relaxed, Taylor let her hand trail down her chest, down her stomach, and to her waxed pussy. She loved the smooth feeling there, and lovingly caressed her labia for a while before parting them to press a finger against her clit.It had been years since Taylor had showered without masturbating. She didn't always cum, especially if she was going. Even though I'd known Maggie since forever, sometimes (like now) I'd look at her still, and it would still amaze me just how incredibly fucking lovely she actually was. I was proud, but I was also sort of envious. I sometimes felt like, back when we'd been floating together in our amniotic bath, she'd soaked up all the good genes and left me with the crumbs. She was definitely my better half.She had that aerodynamic nose, those perfect teeth, that adorable faint sprinkle of freckles on her pale. .." Desirable, that's what he makes ME feel," Sarah interjected."But he's your dad!" And... ?" Well, he shouldn't think of you that way." Why not? He's a man, I'm a woman. Jess, denying the feelings is what screws up families. It's how we manage those feelings that matters. Denying them won't work. I wish Daddy could be my first lover, but I know it won't happen." Well, there's no danger of me wanting MY dad," Jess snarled."But think about this, Jess," Sarah said seriously, "I'll bet he's.