In this position, her lovely breasts hung down like huge teardrops, nipples hardened to points; she cupped them to prevent bouncing and pinched her ow... nipples as she did. Her hair fell across her face, covering her eyes, and Steven's eyes were glued on his cock driving into her petite pussy, so neither of them noticed me in the doorway watching.My hands stole downward into my shorts and found my pussy began getting wet watching the two of them lust after each other. My fingers began rubbing my. He took his frustration ofbeing born a boy on a girl, Allison Barker. Who he felt should havebeen born a boy not him.Jennifer had been a tomboy in her early years. When she started showingsigns of the woman she was meant to be. Helen McLean turn tomboyishdaughter into a young lady."Have you told your parents?" I asked."We mentioned it," replied Dean."We said something to that effect when announced that he was pregnant,"answered Jennifer. "I don't if they were even listening. They haven'tasked. Otis was more of a thinking man. Problem was, you never could be quite certain what he was thinking.Oh, I know, them folks down the holler all thinking I'm making excuses for Otis, but that's just not so. Fact be known, I am somewhat partial to big Otis cause he is my nephew. Everyone will tell you that."Those McGee's, they all stick together and that's no lie".Well, I'm a telling you true, Otis never kilt anyone didn't deserve it ten times over.The Sacketts are a bunch of weasels to tell it. Aunt Lisa stood before me as I remained seated and put her hands out motioning for me to stand. I stood and she looked up at me and said softly, “Bryan, it’s all my fault. I got you so worked up you couldn’t enjoy your date. I was just so lonely and you’re such a handsome young man. I was going to take a bath and relax for a bit before you got here. I think, from the sound of it, you could use a hot soak as well.”Aunt Lisa walked to the tub and began to fill it. Steam from the tap billowed.