Not talking about it ... would make it worse. Just increase the tension," she said."Yeah. Yeah, you could be right. But that's just the way it is ... ...sed to be, my Dad told me, even the radio and TV guys, covering the game!... They wouldn't say anything! Everybody -- even outsiders like that -- was afraid of being the one who brought it down. But that was kind of nutty, Dad told me, because, if the announcers didn't tell their audience, well then, how could they even know about it? How could. Making a mental note tohide her own makeup with the not to be used extra special Tricia's bathoil to prevent further non supervised experimentation by Katie, she heldout her hand for her and explained it was her bedtime and perhaps Mummyhad better help her take her make up off.With Katie undressed to just her knickers and being sat on the dressingtable in Tricia's room she was able to remove the war paint her sister hadapplied to Katie. Making a mental note to stock up on make up remover. Now its time to return the favor."I looked to my left and saw Liz fully naked rubbing her pussy at the side of the bed. It was so hot to see. She was soaking. "So this is really what you want?" I asked."O yea, I think it could be the hottest thing we have ever done." She winked at me. "Next time we do what you want...but for now I will help you out to start."She leaned down and began stroking the penis in front of my face. Each time it got a little closer to my lips.Just as it touched my upper. Her european-style of warm weather living became evident on one occasion, whereby she removed the chaise lounge chair from the porch deck, took it into the yard, and proceeded to sun herself entirely naked. Of note, by the way, is that our yard has fences on the sides. But much as i didn’t want to end the show for my neighbor’s two boys, i had to bring her in. “lindy,” i said to her, “you can’t tan in the buff!” “why not?” she replied. “are people going to look at me?” After some hemming and.