..oh no I wanted to wash these clothes too(indicating to my tshirt and boxer briefs)" ...she replied..."nvm sir I wash for you now"....I said " but al... my clothes are in the wash....but I dont suppose you mind if I take these off while I wait for my clothes to dry"...(gasp..the ball in my throat was bigger than the ones in my briefs).....she giggled in a way that was both shy as well as happy and embaressed(i'm sure everyone has seen that smile).....and before she could say anything....I said". It seemed that she were putting a show on for me. So closewere her cunt hairs to me that I could, if I wanted to, reach out andcaress them. Her asshole, exposed, twitched its sphincter for my viewing.Bernie lay still during this loving, acknowledging with moans hisenjoyment. Bernie's cock responded to this loving with a rigid, throbbinghard on. Every vein in his cock gave testament to his arousal. My motherrose from her prone position, straddled Bernie's waist with her back to himand inserted. I jumped up out of bed, dick swaggin half way to my knee. After a quick piss, up the stairs for some coffee, and a smoke. Mom was home from the diner—already snoozed out. I put on the coffee, and noticed my lil bro Dustin had wandered into the kitchen as well. Even for him kinda early for a Saturday morning. He was just standing there, staring at me—then I realized I was still buck naked,lol. I flash him a grin, and tossled his hair as I walk past him and head back downstairs. I fish out my. . on, um, milkshakes." I wiggled my nearly-empty cup at her. She smiled.I was trying so hard not to look at her boobs. They were so gorgeous. But her eyes were gorgeous, too. I could barely speak, I was so overwhelmed. I just stood there awkwardly, like an idiot, wanting to flee in terror, but never wanting to not be near her ever again. It was sort of love at first sight, I guess.She told her friend in the treehouse how cute I was as she described the scene to her, how I was just stammering.