I stayed watching the tree burn and then the last thing that I was expecting happened ---- there was a knock on the door. I opened the door and ther... was a young lad (well, I guess about a year younger than me), he was soaked to the skin, covered in mud, trembling and looked terrified. He took a step forward, stumbled and as I caught him he muttered “Help me”. I dragged him across to the fire, sat him on a chair and started to pull off his wet clothes. He wasn’t able to help very much in fact. Can I?”Karen is caught off guard, “Oh, ah, well...” she thinks, ‘Oh, I can invite him in for lunch!’ “ ... sure, if he doesn’t mind?”Jennie almost blurted out Doesn’t MIND! Hell, he is BEGGING for me to do this!Mike replies, “Well, why not. Sure, I don’t mind and could use her help.”Jennie’s eyes look at him. Yeah buster, I know you want my ‘help’ to jump your boner.Jennie waited until her mom was gone, sat down, and started pulling her soccer shoes and socks off while watching Mike pick up. She really liked when I did this and wasn’t afraid to let me know.I stroked my finger-tips along her face, gently turning her toward me, so I could kiss her lips. After lightly kissing her soft lips, I felt her tongue feeling its way into my mouth. Rosanne was so good at this, I almost came in my pants the first time she did it. But, tonight it was no surprise and I enjoyed being aroused by her French kisses as our tongues intertwined in a lovely delicate dance.I ran my hand down from her hips. I replied saying its great. Aunty continued doing this she then with her toes placed it in between my jeans button. She couldn’t take it off by now my mind was thinking about all sorts of things and what aunty was doing. She then asked me if I was uncomfortable I replied saying yes. She then told me to un do my buttons on my jeans. I said you sure she said its fine i’ve seen it before. So I did and the movie was still playing and aunty was still lying on the sofa she continued rubbing her feet.