She gave a low moan of pleasure as his fingers slipped inside the elastic of her panties and eased them slowly over her bottom while caressing every i...ch of skin from the crown to the sweet sit spot and the tops of her thighs. The pleasure continued down her thighs to the crease at the back of her knees, heading southwards over her calves and down to her ankles, to the ticklish underside of her feet and to the back of each toe until her panties were no longer in contact with her trembling body.. " “Good, that gives us time,” she said.After breakfast she asked if I wanted to go for a swim. I said, “Sure” and walked out to the back yard. The yard was completely private with high shrubs on both sides and the pool overlooking the valley. We both got in the pool and swam for about fifteen minutes. She got out of the pool, grabbed some towels and told me to come and lay down on the lounge chair next to her.We laid there with the morning sun warming our bodies. She asked if I had a good time. Then again, I never saw someone die before. ‘There’s no one on the road and no phone service.’ ‘You’re here,’ she said. I moved closer. I hate death. I don’t do funerals or go near hospitals. For some reason, empathy forced me to commit to her. There wasn’t anyone else to dump it on and I couldn’t let her die alone in the desert. ‘I’m so sorry,’ she groaned. I wasn’t exactly caring who was to blame for the accident. It seemed silly now. ‘It doesn’t matter,’ I stuttered. Damn tears. ‘Is there. My 15-year-old sister was lying on her back on the bed. Her top and bra were up around her neck exposing her tits. Cindy's shorts and panties were bunched around her ankles. Her ankles were hooked over Jerry's shoulders.Jerry was standing beside the bed hunched over my sister. He was humping Cindy with a grim smile on his face. The guy saw me immediately as he was facing the door. His smile broadened into a wide grin and he winked at me. I could feel myself blushing deeply but I couldn't look.