A young woman my father would have called voluptuous in his day. She stepped to my right side and layed herself across my lap. She looked over her sho...lder at me and said "Prove it."Suddenly the mellow world I was enjoying was gone. My heart was pounding. I knew this was wrong. If I had any strength of conviction I would have pushed her off me and locked myself in my room. I couldn't though, the temptation was far too great in my chemically altered state of mind. I lamely swatted at her plump. She had been working out by the looks of her.. probably up in our seldom used cardio room. She was glistening with sweat, wearing a sports bra and spandex shorts. My cock kept growing. She came closer..closer..and then she was on me.. pressed close..my cock was pressed up tight against her perfect legs. She felt it and smiled. "Why didn't you just tell me?..Because I've been thinking about you for a long time. I've seen the way you watch me. I was always waiting for you to make the first. Dan always used the same taxi driver and recognised the car in the distance. Swerving to miss the numerous potholes on the sand and dirt road, it entered the square spinning up plumes of sand. Getting out of the taxi Ray paid the driver, grabbed their bags, and made their way into the garden of sand. Stopping just inside, Ray and Bridget eyed the garden and its fruit trees growing around the edge of the whitewashed walls."How the hell can you grow fruit trees in sand?" Ray said nudging. "I really need a good fuck."I felt a little out of place with nothing to do while my family fucked on both sides of me. "You had better get to work on that thing, little brother," Tom said. "You know that you're next over here, don't you?" At first I was shy about masturbating, but once I got started it felt great. Mom was having a string of orgasms. She slapped my hand away from my cock and began jacking me herself. That was just what I needed. By the time Tom shot his wad in Polly's cunt, I.