Gracy, sit down, and shut up. I have to deal with your Mom's backtalk, and then your interruption. She needs to remember who wears the pants in this h...use! Megan, this is the last time I'm tellin' you! Take off those clothes, now!", I angrily demanded.At this point, Megan realized that she had pushed me too far. She scrambled nervously, shuffling her feet."Do I have to disrobe in front of my daughter? Can't we do this in private, please?", she asked me anxiously.I was fed up with Megan's. .h...have you some spare clothes?"A plush pink towel lands on your head."Throw your clothes in the laundry sink," one of the ladies say, asthey both left the room. "We'll just get you something to wear."You look around and see that you are alone. Quickly you struggle out ofthe icy clothes, almost pulling off the buttons as your fingers refuseto work. After a few minutes you are finally naked and you can start todry off your body. The door suddenly bursts open, scaring the shit outof you. It is. The vibrators started moving. ‘Ohhh,’ she moaned, closing her eyes and soaking in the sensations. Every time the vibrators turned on, it was harder to fight the fire burning in her loins. As much as she hated to do it, she slipped her hand inside her panties and started stroking her clit. Perhaps that would help the vibrators send her over the top. Instead it only added to her frustration. At 2:40, despite her mind screaming, ‘No!’, she turned off the vibrators. The process was repeated at 3,. Her sister was slightly older and bigger built with firm ripe breasts and a nicely trimmed lady garden. Sharon was topless wearing only a tiny blue bikini bottom. I looked at her small but perky boobs and cute nipples for a second or two before I realised it was her. Naturally we struck up a conversation.Unusually for me, it was a little embarrassing being fully exposed like in front of her but a massive turn on too. She made a funny remark about how she always wanted to see me “down there”. I.