As I watched I stroked my daughter’s pink satin panties over my shaft, balls, under me between my legs and over my lust swollen penis head the way B...cky had excited Matt. The silky smooth satin felt exquisite sliding across the so sensitive tip of my straining penis, but in my mind it was my twenty year old daughter’s soft fingers and tongue exciting my hungry cock. I took my time, savouring every detail of Becky’s body as she stripped and posed nude just for me. I could all but feel of my. 'Massage his balls Mariel'.I did not question our mothers reasoning, mostly because I had already been hankering to do it, 'Given an inch and now I was wanting a mile', my other hand slipped under my brothers scrotum and gently massaged it, feeling his balls slide back up into their little holes, 'Where are they going', I asked, but at the same time there was a tactile movement on my brothers part, I could sense his twitching in my other hand, and I squeezed him in acknowledgement, I don'r know. The front had a low-cut v-neck, which revealed her large freckled breasts. "Come along and meet my husband, Tommy" she said as she turned and walked toward a corner table. I watched hypnotically as her hips swayed back and forth and her calves were perfectly formed in her black high heel shoes. What a luscious woman, I thought. Tommy was taller than my 6 foot 2 inches and I had to look up at him as he grasped my hand in a vice grip. He appeared to be of Viking heritage with his large shoulders. It wasn't long before we found ourselves enjoying a delicious meal. There we sat, out in the open, on a beautiful summery night. As we ate, we watched as the sun set behind the trees of an adjacent island.Eventually it became very dark. We could see a few flickers of light from the other boats in the distance, but the rest of the world around us was bathed in darkness.As I gazed over the side, I could feel a sense of depth and mystery in the water below. I imagined what it would be like to fall.