Five women stood in a line, each completely naked, each stunningly beautiful. Narrow waists framed between wide hips and firm, heavy breasts, they wer... bathing beneath the showerheads, sensually running their hands over their curves, accentuating their feminine silhouettes. They moved with incredible grace, no wasted movement, no inch of skin uncaressed. In fact, they almost seemed to be dancing, writhing through a choreographed pattern in which each girl had her part.The sight was unlike any. After Sam had been beaten up several times by the town bullies Todd took him aside and suggested he fight back. Sam was 16 at the time and replied, ‘I thought you and mother didn’t approve of violence. Why do you want me to fight now? Besides, I wouldn’t know how to do it.’ ‘Sam in general we don’t approve of violence but there IS a time and place for it. I love your mother dearly so I try to follow her desires in many things. I never openly confront people if I can avoid it but I have to admit. He was both terrified and excited, afraid to continue yet afraid to stop at the same time.“No shit!” agreed Frank. Taking the bull by the horns, he reached up and placed a hand on each of his niece’s tits, massaging and fondling the oily meat. Taylor responded with a whimper, stretching her arms out above her head, her back arching.“Uncle Frank, what is going on?” asked Harry Junior.His uncle responded, “Damned if I know, boy, but it isn’t all that often that a beautiful young lady undresses. I still like to pound pussy every chance I get. I have to admit I have been on a bit of a dry spell as the women my age are all looking for marriage, and I am a little too old for the younger ones. Julie likes to come over and talk two or three days a week over coffee. I of course have not made any advances toward her as she is married and I am a stickler that married women are off limits.Not that I would mind as she is a pretty girl with a stunning body. No more than five foot tall, and maybe.