“Grandpa, I have never learned to swim, Will you teach me?”I jumped up and took her hand and led her to the pool. “Megan, I want to teach you al... sorts of things besides how to swim!” I saw Laura and Janet snicker, they understood what I really meant.I took Megan down into the water, she clung on to me. When I was chest deep, I held out my arms and had her lay across them, face down. Her breasts on my left arm and hips over my right. I told her to kick her legs and stroke with her arms. Just. From the second floor, she looked over acres of tidy rows of neatly pruned but leafless grapevines.Where were the people who owned this house? Gone away for Christmas? That thought made her sad. The last Christmas with her family was almost five years ago. The memories were starting to fade despite her efforts to hold onto them. She didn’t even have a photo of her family. In her drugged and hastened departure from her family home in Chicago immediately after the funeral, her uncle had deprived. ...why not? She very much enjoyed fingering herself, but just never seemed to have enough time. She'd either get called to do something, she'd fall asleep, someone would walk in. But not today.She laid out 2 towels so she wouldn't have to lay on the cold marble, and got down on the floor.Kasey started to finger her pussy, putting 1 finger in at a time, each causing a small moan to escape from her lips. "Oh..........ooo......"She imagined having sex with her brother, as she had dreamed of many. She moaned and wrapped her legs around him. His teeth grazed her nipple and her hips bucked. He looked up at her smiling.“That feel good?”“Yes,” she said, panting.He kissed down her stomach, stopping and admiring her belly button ring. He sat up on his knees, hooked his fingers in her thong and pulled it off in one movement. He laid down with his face next to her pussy. He could see that she was wet, and he started blowing on her.“Mmmmm,” she said, her hips moving towards his face.He lowered.