Anything to make me feel feminine) was followed by a veryclose shave. I didn't risk shaving anything other than my face, afterall the family was comin... home in four days. The mustache went into thesink, and I briefly wondered how I would explain the smooth face, sinceI had the hair for over 15 years. My chest would be covered and I evenhad a plan for the legs.I started getting dressed first, to get me in the mood. A pair ofcotton bikinis (my oldest daughters) that were just a smidge too. "OhOh mmm" *as I bite my bottom lip* "nice and deep baby, just how I like it." I start to grind on his dick as he plays with his girlfriends pussy. "You like her watching us huh? you sick fuck." I start to bounce up and down and giggle with joy. "Let me sit on your face darling" as her wet pussy plops on his toung. We start to kiss and continue grinding on him. "FUCK BABE, your so good. And you're naughty girl for fucking my boyfriend." We get off the couch and take it to the bedroom. We push. ‘Don’t overthink it,’ he said ‘just relax and enjoy.’ But that was the thing, wasn’t it? I wasn’t really a ‘go with the flow, spur of the moment’-kind of a person. Everything I did, all of my decisions, were at least based on a simple pros and cons list and most often had a much more solid foundation than that. Even my private life and my personal decisions were thoroughly planned. Still silent I looked at the two brothers, not knowing how to communicate what I was thinking and feeling. They. ”Josie was about to say something back but Jennifer put her hand on Josie’s arm and looked at me.“Let’s not fight about this. Josie and I will talk about it. OK?”“OK,” I agreed. “I didn’t mean to start a fight.”Jennifer smiled, we hugged, and she and Josie headed back to the coach house. Abbie appeared a moment later with a bag she’d had with her.“Everything OK?” she asked. “They seemed a bit out of sorts.”“Just the whole situation,” I said. “Don’t sweat it. Did you watch the race today by any.