Those breasts were covered by a nice green dress, but he could perfectly well imagine what it would be like to take that dress off and caress the smoo...h globes underneath. The dress was of rather thin material, and he thought he could make out just a hint of the nipples poking through it. His cock was a-tingle.He shifted his gaze to his sister, who was sitting there looking a lot more demure than you'd imagine any girl would who'd fucked her father only the night before. It was funny how much. I was excited and scared of making a fool of myself, so much so that I was shaking like a leaf. My stomach was turning summersaults and I felt so aroused. Laura was fantastic, quietly reassuring me, telling me how gorgeous she thought I was and how lucky she felt. It helped me to calm down and enjoy the moment. I can’t remember how it happened but I looked up and saw Laura nuzzling my neck in the full length double wardrobe mirrors in her room as I was sat there in just my bra and panties.. I fondly remember waking up in her room one late morning, wearing only my shorts, with her slender back pressed against me, her firm behind pressed against my hips, my hand on her naked stomach, mere centimetres above her slip and the thumb resting just above the lower line of her bra. I would have rather cut my arm off than to wake her up, as I was really enjoying her comforting – and arousing closeness. Then again, I also hoped she wouldn't wake up while I still had that morning hard-on,. She arched her back and stretched her muscles, lifting her arms over her head. Her knees were imbedded in the cool dirt and her gardening gloves were caked with filth, while piles of weeds here and there were scattered over her vegetable patch. Plopping her hat back on her head, she continued to pick weeds and harvest her green beans at the same time. Natalie enjoyed living her quiet life, in her house in the peaceful town of Cherry Hill. She had her own flower bed, veggie patch and even her.