I can feel my cock stirring a bit. After a few minutes, you tell me, “That’s it, I’ve had enough! Too hot!” I smile, also feeling the heat but...acting cool. I reply, “If it’s too hot, just take the towel off.” “I can’t do that! Are you crazy, what if someone comes in?!” “No one is going to come in, you know how empty is on Friday evenings! And you don’t have to take it completely off, just lay it in your lap.” You look at me as I’m an idiot, then something changes in your look and you get a. I could still see in my mind the earlier glimpse of Aunt Martha's bloody lip and the dark bulging eye, and the blue-black smear on one of her arms. I started crying. I could not stop the tears from falling down my face, despite my attempts at remaining calm."Oh, honey," Martha Jane implored, "don't get scared and start crying, now." I'm not scared," I sniffled. "I know how Aunt Martha hurts. It makes me cry." You--" Her eyes looking into mine softened and seemed to turn to mush. "Oh, you sweet. My other hand slid down her back until I was caressing her bottom. Several minutes in she broke the kiss and started to kiss along my jaw, then down my neck.I took a peek and saw that Peggy and Holly were cuddled, their foreheads touching as they looked into each other’s eyes. They were talking so quietly I could not hear them, but every 15 seconds or so they shared a tiny peck of the lips.I shivered as Linda started to lightly nibble my collarbone, and I moved my hand to lightly caress the. Keri opened her eyes and then shaded them from the sun as she looked up from the lounge chair she was stretched out on by the pool. She had been there most of the morning."Oh, hi, Steve. Hi, Mark," she said, smiling at the two brothers as they sat down beside one another on the chair next to her.She could see their eyes travelling over her body, taking in her firm tits, her flat, nearly concave stomach, the mound of her cunt and her shapely legs. She blushed slightly at their bold looks, but.