Her breasts (my mother said polite men NEVER say tits) were very large and full. Her dress seemed to hold them in place and I wondered if the buttons ...f her dress would pop off from the pressure. As I reached the door my little cock was almost fully hard with my dirty thoughts of Aunt Rose. I put my hands down to cover the little bulge. Aunt Rose swung the screen door open and stopped me before I could step in, “You are such a dirty little boy.”I immediately thought she had read my mind about. ..The initial shock of what Mom said moments ago sent me reeling. COUSIN, what cousin I sat there thinking to myself ?Mom continued in a soft voice while looking straight ahead as if mesmerized and said,"Cousins I should say..... she has a brother". I saw her out the corner of my eye look nervously over at me then looked back out the windshield.I was sitting straight up then slumped back in my seat, looked over at Mom who seemed transfixed, then I looked behind me to my sister who was just. Fortunately, we had the two big guns that were on the mobile mounts. We had a problem with them in that they were not designed to shoot as much as they were being forced to do. The barrels were overheating badly, and we could not be sure how much longer they were going to last. Undoubtedly, we would need new barrels when this fight was over.On top of that, we needed a better way to reload a spent magazine. It just takes too long to reload a tubular magazine in the heat of battle. Janice, the. “We have a large, empty garage. I will show you the button that opens the door. Close it after you drive in.” I showed Robert the button. He got his pants on while Fran and I cleared the table and washed the Robertson’s food containers.Robert and Roberta call themselves 4R for Randy Robert and Roberta Robertson. 4R came back from the garage carrying some odd contraption. Roberta asked me to bring the small box just inside the back of their van. It contained a spray bottle and a pump bottle with.