"Is that an A?" I asked quietly."Yes," Tiffany answered."It's your initial."I was stunned speechless as I stared at the little flower next to Tiffany'... pussy with my initial in it."I told you... I got it for you," she teased. "You can touch it if you want to..."I reached up and ran my finger over the little flower, caressing it gently. I couldn't resist the urge to kiss it. I put my lips on it as her womanly fragrance wafting into my nostrils and kissed it gently. I pulled myself away,. His hands were all over my body and I loved the feeling. He slowed down and looked at me once more, I could see the shame he felt, then I could feel him slipping away, I slung my arms around his neck, pulling him close and whispered, "Come back, Cutie!” He smiled and we both dove back into what he had started. He leaned over me, his clothed body felt cold on mine. I was getting so excited I pulled his shirt over his head. I forgot how amazing his body was; he was an athlete and built, 18 years. By the way I use to sleep in lungi at night with naked above the waist. I slowly lifted my hand and the thing to my stomach caressing it. I eager to what is touching me got my hand over it, and to my surprise it was the hand of my aunt which was caressing my body. Now slowly I could the hot air near my neck being passed out, I eager to what was going to happen, lay silent but was really enjoying it and my cock too began to grow up in size.I felt that her hand was griping me to pull me back i. Even on Christmas day, the temperature had to be somewhere in the seventies. Most of us were getting some tan from being out in the open like we were.Georgia, Mama, and Aunt Clara went to a hot springs close by, and enjoyed a day filled with mud baths and massages, and seemingly unlimited complimentary champagne. All of my girls were pregnant, so they contented themselves with a day spent shopping for new maternity clothes. With the three nursery girls, and four double strollers, seven women.