By now we both were feeling less inhibited. Now we both knew that we wanted each other. Aunty also was beginning to feel impatient. Quickly she unbutt...ned my shirt. . My whole body tingled as the stroking went on. It felt incredibly nice. Suddenly I felt the ejaculation coming. But Aunty realized it too and she stopped stroking it. She didn’t want me to ejaculate at this moment. She decided that it was time for her to take off her clothes completely. She stood up near the bed and pulled down. We made the best of it. The Davises were out of town for the weekend. Tom's parents had invited them to Denver. The only good part of this was discovering that distance did not seem to make a difference when it came to bridging. We spent time every night catching up on the latest events. They were having fun catching up with aunts, uncles, and cousins they hadn't seen in years. And then there was the whole "Mark broke his leg skiing today" thing. Yeah, the holidays were officially off and. Pulled up her thongs and jeans... and then hightailed it out of there! She knew it was too dark for the girls to have seen her, but she was embarrassed nonetheless... and her mind kept on going back to the blonde.When she was far enough away not to be seen or heard, she started to sprint... and cried along the way... What was happening to her? As much as she deplored her actions back there she wanted so very much to rush back there and have sex with those girls! She felt 'wanton' and out of. Down wind casting with equal skill stood his 18 year old son, Kevin. Asmaller version of his father his was a fairer countenance having inheritedhis mothers blonde hair and paler skin. Smooth and lithe he had the lightbrown beginnings of pubic hair, a softer, silkier version of his fathersthat just now defined the base of his sex. Standing at five feet hiscompact form made him swift either on the soccer field or the hockey rink. Father and son. Naked. Since Kevin was old enough to walk and mind.