She went to wash the clothes. As she sat to wash it, I asked her to wash my boxer as well. I tied a small cotton towel around my waist which hardly co...ered my 6 inch cock. I went into my room and called her in. She came in with wet hands, I told her that I couldn’t handle the summer heat and requested her to apply oil on my head and massage it. She was hesitant; I gave the oil bottle in her hand and sat on the bed. She poured oil and started to massage. I could smell her body odor.I wanted to. A second piece of information is that little girls imitate their mommys. and Nancy was no exception…. so if Kathy was not kissing me, caressing me, straddling me, Nancy was. Nancy was blonde, dirty blonde, unlike her moms black hair. but her body was the spitting image, only shorter. Really really skinny, long torso, thing, long legs, and no chest..she was a child after all, adn remember her mom was a cup. she was also in love with me,..her eyes gleamed, and blushing, and touching – she was. Her hands covered her pussy. I reached past her to pull the car rug from the back seat. She accepted it gravely and covered herself from the neck downwards.I remembered enough first aid to check for concussion. I asked the usual questions. The answers that mattered: Her name is Julia; she lives alone in Canterbury; she had come to the Marsh to spend a weekend with a man she wouldn’t name but she had changed her mind and fled in HIS car which she had crashed. She knew the date, who was the Prime. .. misfortune. I couldn't believe what I was seeing and I must have been in shock myself because instead of leaping to her aid and rescuing her from a fate worse than death, I sat there mesmerised by the sight of her and couldn't help but think; she's naked, totally naked – hooray! I ran my eyes along the sensational flowing curves of her waist, hips and thighs immersing myself in the sight of her soft pale skin. She looked so lovely, like a gorgeous woodland nymph dancing naked in the.