I felt my bra open, mom was behind me saying “hurry up” and unclipped the hooks. As my bra fell forward, my breasts came into view. Then dad said ...��Is that why your embarrassed, our little girl is beginning to grow up, come on don’t be shy, we are all family” I took a deep breath, and pulled my panties down, revealing my tuft of hair just above my pussy. I was finally naked, and dad said he would sort the sun beds on the terrace while mom sorted out some drinks. I was finally beginning to relax. I would kiss her ass some, she would kick mine some, she was actually really good. But ultimately it usually came down to us just drinking and talking about random shit. What I loved about drunken Megan was that when drunk she spoke her mind and always talked about stuff she means to but she still always made the right decisions.‘So how quick was it?’‘How quick was what?’‘Well the handjob of cause.’‘You do realise she made that up right?’‘Yeah I figured but was just wondering you know.’‘Well. She kisses my neck and nibbles on my earlobe. I feel I’m getting close.“Alright,” I whisper.She leans back and slowly gets off, my cock wet with her vaginal fluids. She undoes my handcuffs and I hear them fall to the floor. I stand up and turn around to see her by the bed waiting for me. I walk towards her and bury my lips into hers, running my hands up and down her body for the first time. I grab her full, firm ass, moving my hands up her hips, and waist.I bury my face in her tits, sucking on. I place my hand in, smoothing his chest... 'now why don't we just kiss and make up.' I look invitingly into his eyes then put my lips to his.He softly gasps, comprehending my offer. We kiss; soft exploring kisses. His hands go hesitantly round my waist and tug me. I instantly melt against him.Now our kiss has passion causing my lust to surge.Pulling from his embrace, my wrap parts, rendering me semi-naked.His hands move ravenously over my body, momentarily fulfilling an old yearning.I will need.