Andrew picked up his fork but kept talking, “There are about six hundred and fifty muscles in the body so we do miss a few with our workouts. I’ve...never moved truck tires or had to do a hundred up and downs but I remember doing a bunch of squats one time with just a bar while I worked on form. I started to feel it but pushed through. The next two days I was sore just from the repetitions and not because of any weight.”The conversation slowed down while we ate but it made me think about my work. This afternoon when it's hot, you wouldn't get nearly as much done. The sex this afternoon will be strenuous enough and all that sweat will just make it more enjoyable." All right," I agreed reluctantly.We finished eating and I put on my jeans and tee shirt. Aunt Marti put shorts and a halter-top. She gave a very non-sexual peck on the cheek as she told me where to find the axe and the wood. I made one last attempt to caress one of those magnificent tits. Aunt Marti blocked the hand without any. Looking at her body as it floated and small drops of white dripped down off of her heavenly breast and ran into the water, I was overcome with lust.I shoved my shorts down to my knees, spit in the palm of my hand and started frantically stroking my cock. Mama heard the sound and rolled her head to the side and looked over at me. “You better not shoot no load of yours anyplace but on me tonight, you hear? Mama T needs that protein to keep her looking young and fabulous!” She laughed then. Her face turned red in anger. I had never not seen her “That bitch! How dare she do this to my daughter! I’m gonna kill her,” she said. I calmed her down and explained that it wasn’t completely her fault and that I enjoyed it to some extent.“Baby, look at you. You must be in so much pain,” she said. She got up and went out of the room. She came back a few minutes later with some ice cubes. She put the ice cube on my pussy. God, it felt so good!“Ahh,” I moaned as I felt the cold ice cube on my.