“What are you looking at?” she asked.“I was just thinking how beautiful my sister really is.” I said. “She’s really a doll, isn’t she?�...“I think the sight of that tent in the front of your sweats tells me you were thinking about something else” Chrissy giggled.I had a full fledged hard on now and Chrissy knew it. “I might have been looking at that perfect ass.” I said.Chrissy stood next to me and reached out and grabbed my dick through my sweatpants and said “I think my ass is better. It’s got. "Well, we could have put our rain suits on before we left."Dave looked at his wife and grinned, "But both of us were in such a hurry to see the bear, and it was only drizzling when we left — still," he drawled looking at the umbrella stand.Laughing, they picked up a couple of umbrellas, walked out to Evie's truck and got two rain suits out of the tool box, then got into the Escalade. They shook the ubrellas off as best they could, then quickly closed the doors. Evie looked around. "Wow, this. ..” Alicia interrupted, “Gwen – thank you, but no. I will face my father as I am. It is the least of the revelations he will face this day.” Gwen nodded, her lips slightly pursed and her expression showing an edge of sadness. “Very well. I hope you do not think ill of me for my less than subtle attempt to steer you from your chosen course.” Alicia smiled and answered, “I know you simply wish the best for me, and fear my choice is the wrong one.” The Baroness shook her head emphatically. “Not. . I can't, really!« But I just smile at her and relax against the wooden bench, whilst good and evil fight a crucial battle in her mind. Then she comes around: »Okay, but only if you let me go!« »Of course I will let you go - afterwards!«, I calm her troubled heart. And with trembling finger she opens her jacket and slips it off. She wears a tight white shirt that shows the arousing contours of an even tighter brassiere underneath. I'm full of tense anticipation. She struggles out of the shirt.