..that was right before..." Oh, Aunt Margaret. I'm so sorry to bring back those memories!" Minaresponded."Was a long time ago, dearie. Care for some t...a?" Thank you," Mina replied and the two appeared in the kitchen two minuteslater. Margie fetching a cup and pouring Mina some tea."So how is the ol' horse's arse?" Margie inquired brusquely.Mina's expression saddened as she carefully placed her cup back on itssaucer."Aunt Margaret! Surely you know that father left us almost three yearsago? Uncle. "Wait, darling, wait," she laughed softly down at him. "Don't you want to see the rest of me? Now I'm going to take everything off."Skip could only nod his assent, his eyes fixing hungrily on her beautiful, half-stripped body, consuming the lushly inviting contours she was about to reveal completely to his curious gaze. He still didn't dare believe it was really about to happen. The salacious smile that curved her lips as she bent over and her pink-tipped breasts swayed provocatively downward. “Yes, I have. Guess it’s your turn?”He pulled the towel off and his cock sprang free. Mark was mesmerized as Tom slowly started stroking himself. He resumed playing with his own cock, and Tom reached over and pulled his towel aside as well.“Better view,” he quipped, and the two men just looked at each other in silence for a few minutes while fondling themselves. It was the most erotic moment of Tom’s life.“Feels good to…” Mark said, with the curious little drop in his voice. He caught himself. They'd never play with me. I pretty much grew up alone." I'll play with you, Honey," I said and pulled her into a loving kiss."I didn't mean that kind of play," Lettie giggled."I hope not," I said with as straight a face as I could manage. "I think that's called incest."Our whole family cracked up. Pris came up while we were still laughing. Millie offered her a cup of coffee and she said that'd be nice."I just came over to get my two hellions," she told us. "I see Timmy and Abby seem to be.