'I need to do something for my brother first', she said, 'will you help me'?'Sure', I replied, and then without a moments thought, she slipped her han... under the covers and felt around, and left nothing to the imagination, she began to give her u*********s brother a hand-job.I stood there with my mouth agape, all the time she was looking at me with her tongue periodically moistening her pouting lips, which I ached to kiss with my own.As she moved her hand, his cock grew harder and harder, until. Too excited to go to bed she walked through and looked out over the garden, the double glazing of the patio doors reflecting her image. On a whim she slipped out of her dress and regarded the reflection, speaking as Marion to Marianne, her Alta ego."I have been you for thirty six years and never knew you were in me, never imagined that our body could give us so much pleasure. I have screamed in ecstasy and used words I have never used before. I feel as if I have just been released from prison. As the weeks went by she was inundated with gifts from her neighbours. Mr and Mrs Taylor who were retired and in their seventies often passed by, Daisy had noticed that Mr Taylor had started to visit her without his wife over the last week when Mrs Taylor was out shopping, she liked him and often joked that he could be her adopted grandfather. Daisy made some tea when Mr Taylor arrived one afternoon but this time Mr Taylor didn't drink his tea, he was pre occupied about something, he was. A head? Definitely a figure, solid but shadowed. I debated internally whether to tell her – I was both turned on and cautious about it. After a few seconds I told her in a loud whisper. Kerry didn’t stop her masturbation. I asked again whether she’d heard me. She groaned a yes, but said she wasn’t stopping. Was it him, she asked? I looked again, couldn’t make out the person fully because of the strong sunlight. Said I didn’t know; possibly.That set Kerry off. She rubbed at her pussy, moaning.