Aaron, smiling, stood up."It's J," he said. He watched my face for a moment before reaching out and pulling both towels from my body. Naked himself, h... walked past me toward the entrance.I stood rooted to the spot, terrified, trying desperately to think of a way out. I couldn't. My clothes and my keys were locked away. I could head out the emergency exit, the alarm wasn’t armed, but then I’d just be naked out in the cold without anyway to get home. I was fucked.So I covered myself with my hands. Aunty Joan was built like my mother with C cup boobs and a cute, hard butt. To my surprise my seventeen year old cousin, Gemma, had matured in the twelve months since I last saw her. She was now a clone of her mother, except her long blonde hair went all the way down to her hot butt.When we checked in we were told that we had adjoining rooms and that the door between the rooms had been unlocked as requested by my mother.On arrival in our rooms Gemma and I looked at each other when we saw that. It’s like 10:30 now.” She paused, listening to whomever on the other end of the phone. “Gary . . . I hardly know you (pause). . . but maybe you can help me wash his car for a little bit . . . uh huh . . . Yes . . . I am wearing my swim suit under my clothes. Hmmmm . . . Whoa . . . that’s a pretty naughty thing for you to say. Ok . . . see you in a few.” Dave watched Abby primp herself in front of the mirror, getting ready for the boy. She smiled and unbuttoned the next few buttons on her white. “Don’t talk, just fuck.” Barbara grunted it out, face twisted with effort, her shoes pecking the floor as we struggled together in the small space.At her instruction, I shut up, concentrating on the pleasure of Barbara’s body as we rutted through our lust. I held her waist, leaning back so I could watch her pussy taking my cock. When I saw the shaft greasy with Barbara’s essence, the surge bubbled down in my root.“Fucking gorgeous,” I groaned, hands on her breasts.“You like me?”I nodded,.