When caught she didn't look away, but instead challenged him to back off himself. He did the same, and, finally, the whole situation caused Don to lau...h and put down his fork. He looked over at Lessa, who had spent the meal gazing at both of them, thinking unknown thoughts."I feel like I'm having breakfast with your mother."Lessa let out a laugh, smiling in a way that made his heart jump, but Shelly just made a snort of disgust."Don't blame me for how she turned out." Oh, don't worry, she's. Tonight was such a time. "When I came in I noticed you looked a bit funny. Were you touching yourself?" For the life of me I couldn't understand her question. She asked it again, reaching into the fly of my PJs lightly touching my cock for emphasis. I confirmed that I had been touching my penis. She then asked if she could watch the video with me from the beginning. She added she wanted to see me masturbate. I obliged her on both counts. The video restarted and she alternately watched the. The sash, reading Miss General was draped across her chest. She was wearing an evening gown like she would in the pageant; strapless, form fitting, and covering her legs down to her ankles. She looked like she stepped from the pageant stage. Except for the front of the dress; it was cut away to her waist, exposing the inside of her nylon clad legs, her panties and her garter belt."Hi Hank, I would like you to meet my sister Debra, Debra this is Hank Brown."I put out my hand to greet her but. “Charlotte?” Isaid. She just stared at me at first. And like theother girls she seemed to recognize me by my blueeyes. “Jim?” A smile formed on her lips. I justgrinned. “It is you!” Charlotte gave me a big hug, herhuge tits and her crotch pressing against me.I couldn’t help getting fully hard [I’d been half hardnot of the night because of all the girls there].“You’ve popped into my mind on and off over the years,I’ve wondered how.