We were both banking on that. Outside, a warm breeze blew from the south. You met me on the steps, looking equal parts nervous and excited. Shakily, y...u asked if I needed a ride somewhere. It was dark and very late. I told you I didn’t need a ride, and for a moment, the smallest hint of disappointment flitted across your face. But when I held out my hand and told you I’d like to show you something, curiosity kindled itself and you allowed me to tow you to the sidewalk. You followed close behind. Lena mentally melts at the confession of her big bro how telling the truth to Jane about what they had done together had affected their relation. Jane wanted them to talk it all out, but rejected the plan of taking a day off, three together for a long walk and talk. Bert blushes as well, telling his yummy young sweet sister how often this idea comes back in his fantasy of what might have happened on holiday to them three. Lena likes to know which dirty daring dreams he had harboured, if it all. She could feel that she wasn't wearing a bra, and could feel how hard her nipples were and realised Jacquie was getting turned on.For a reason that Hazel couldn't understand at the time, she felt the crotch of her panties suddenly moisten and the aroma of a woman aroused, drifted up from between her legs. Jacquie must have noticed it too because suddenly she tilted Hazel's head and kissed her on the lips, sliding her tongue into her mouth. For a moment, Hazel froze, this was the first time. He hasn't even touched your "package" yet. And then he does. Stillorally worshipping each nipple, he gently stirs your little "pinkpurse" with three calloused fingertips. You emit a tiny squeal, whichspurs him on. His thick, workman's fingers slowly explore your pinkparts. Skinning back your foreskin. Rubbing the pad of his thumb alongyour weeping peephole. Your pleasure builds exponentially as he resumesthe deep kissing of your mouth.His huge cock rubs against your right hip as you join in a.