She pushed her body against mine, I had a raging erection as she held me tight, her bare legs and feet against mine. I could feel that she was wearing...a t shirt, due to her breasts poking into my back. I wondered if she was wearing any panties as I lay there fully aroused.I completely froze, I just didn't know how to react. I had fantasized about this moment many times but now that it was happening I got cold feet and pretended to be asleep. Even to this day, I still don't know why I reacted in. I couldn’t breath, I didn’t want to breath, I couldn’t move I just wanted to take in every single thing that I felt of him, from the heat of the fire on my legs, the rub of the carpet under my bum and shoulders, the feel of every muscle, bone and sinew in my body being tensed to the finest degree.His hairy arms and legs tickling me wherever they touched me, his lips just brushing mine, my tongue stuck so far out I must have looked silly, his eyes shut tight . . . . . . but most of all the feel. I brushed my hand against his cock as I went for the ink pen.His cock was hard as my hand brushed against it. I bent over in front of him; I looked up into his face and saw that he was looking down the top of my dress. I smiled at him as I gave his cock another brushing with my hand.“Care to join me in the parking lot?” I asked as I rubbed at his hard cock through his pants. The man looked at his friends then back to me as he replied, “I have a Cadillac, there is room for us all,” giving me a. Stan, "Do you like riding like Maddy does, Aunty? Dad is bike mad. Wejoke sometimes that if Mum could have produced bikes instead of childrenDad would have been very happy."Aunty burst out laughing. "Sorry Pia I just got an image in my head ofyou giving birth to a bike. Now you children how would you like to go inan helicopter tomorrow with me?"Stew spoke, "Well daddy is supposed to be taking us across to Harrogate.He wants to visit the bike show. Mum is taking us to the park to playand we.