I had, by this time, an enormous erection, but I was lying stomach down, so Aunt Jill couldn't detect my excitement. Soon my hand reached and massaged...her knees (and I wondered whether I dared go further). I soon received my answer when Jill said, "Oh, that massage feels so good. Would you mind massaging this spot here?" She had me raise my head, and then she pulled her pleated skirt up a short way onto her thigh. She pointed to a spot on her lower thigh, and like a pro I massaged and caressed. “You’re so, so…” I stuttered. “So… what, Damien?” she asked, a little red from my previous compliment. “Breathtaking.” After I said it, I must have turned crimson, because my face felt very hot. It wasn’t an adjective that seemed appropriate for just meeting someone. But she turn the same color that I felt like, and the soft smile on her face, told me that she like the compliment. “That wasn’t a word I expected, but I love that you think that. I do notice that you are still breathing, thought,”. ’Sandra crept over to her brother’s bed. She called his name softly. No response. ‘Good,’ she thought. She knelt on the floor, his hot, sweaty prick just a foot away; the slit seemed to be beckoning to her. She stared at it for a few moments, taking it all in: the swollen head, the dark circle of flesh just under it, ringing the glorious shaft, the stringy, bulging veins, as his cock seemed to be growing from Sandra’s steamy breath caressing it, and the huge, tight sack. She loved his dick more. Emma reached behind her to the chest of drawers once more and drew out an enormous pink plastic vibrator. She held out her hand and pulled Caroline to her feet, come back over to the bed, you’ll be more comfortable there and you’ll be able to spread those lovely legs and really work it into your cunt and of course your arsehole if you prefer”.“Oh no I really couldn’t it’s so big it would split me open”.“Silly I was just saying, you go for it enjoy my little pink friend”.Once more Caroline sat.