“Oh, Mrs. D,” she said, “that would be nice.”Undoing her bra strap, I squirted sunscreen down her spine and began to slowly rub it in. My hand... slowly worked the sunscreen into her skin, which was warm from the sun and very firm. I let my fingers slide up the side of her chest to brush the sides of her breasts. She made no sign she had noticed.“Shall I do your legs?” I asked.“Yes, please,” Sara answered.Starting near her feet I rubbed sunscreen into skin, moving slowly up her legs. Remembering. . not if that's what I need to save my marriage. But? What are you going to do?" What your sister is doing for your husband," and Wilson paused to let the word husband sink in," is very special. It gives a man a thrill like no other but it requires skill and practice." The minister's hand was slipping up under the woman's skirt as he spoke and his gaze bored into her eyes."Are you? Am I? What are you... we going to do, Reverend?" I'm going to teach you how to get your husband back, my dear. But. .." Why do you guys have to talk about me, as if I'm not in the room? Mother! I'm not a baby anymore! You don't have to protect me. And it's not like Uncle Grant raped me! I have wanted him since I walked in on you guys going at it like bunny rabbits! I didn't want to hurt you, Mom- I love you! But Uncle Grant is such a hunk, I had to let him do me!", Gracy interrupted.Both Megan and I were stunned! Gracy had never let on that she had a crush on me. I just thought that she had responded to my. By now the buzzing had stopped. I leaned in and whispered to Megan,“Can I come inside you?”Her answer was: Gasp gasp “yeah” gasp.In retrospect, maybe she hadn’t said ‘yeah’ to my most recent idea. Maybe it was a yeah to the sex itself. She’d said that word a bunch of times over when my head was between her legs and things were heating up for her. But I took it as permission. I nutted inside of Megan and didn’t try to pull out.When I was.