.. she's very pretty." Certainly doesn't look like the mother of two grown sons does she? They made the trip to Montana at least once a year, sometime... more ... and Bret and Abigail and Amelia would also visit them a couple times a year. They were very close and really did look at Bret and Abigail as son and daughter."She showed Becky some photos of family gatherings on the farm in Indiana. One was obviously at Thanksgiving. Everyone was smiling."Who's that little girl? Is she another. "Oh? Have you ever fancied an older woman? . . . Forget I ever asked that Matt, I'm forgetting myself," she laughed even harder. I could detect a trembling of manicured fingers."Of course I do, oh wait, forget I ever said that, I'm forgetting myself." We both laughed at the tease."Oh really? How old?" Her smile was still present, but the laugh gone."Up to your age," I said looking directly in her eyes. My pulse was now aerobically beneficial."Oh really? Well, I'm not that surprised. Your cousin. Minutes later, Laurie’s entire body began to spasm, as she lifted her ass right off the bed and thrust the dildo deep inside her and held it there. Her mouth was open in a silent moan as she collapsed back onto the bed and withdrew the vibrator, turning it off. “Oh, God!” she murmured repeatedly to her sister.“Wow! That was really something!” commented Cory. “Let me try that.” She reached for the small vibrator in Laurie’s hand.“Are you sure?” asked Laurie. “What about this afternoon?”“I’m not. I was aboutto get up from the kitchen table when Erica cheerfully said to me, "Gladyou liked breakfast sweetie! Tomorrow we're having sausages, served thesame way! James gave me a lot of ideas for recipes that a growing sissyneeds, and I'm glad my wet hole can be put to good use to help out!" Inearly gagged as I headed back up to my room.As I reached the top of the stairs, I heard a toilet flush down thehall. My sister emerged from the bathroom, her hair disheveled, and herruined makeup still.