The load in his balls was getting heavier with every passing thought.The load in his balls was getting heavier with every passing thought. Tabby returned to the television room, where she had been watching a romantic miniseries on the TV and casually playing with her hot little pussy. Roger went upstairs to his own room, planning on giving his potent young prick a good pounding. The horny youth had been turned on by the sight of his sexy aunt with her wet dress so tightly clinging to her ripe curves, nipples poking out saucily and the vee of her cunt mound faintly showing through the light cotton material. When she had kissed him, those fat tits had brushed against his chest and so much blood had rushed into his cock that the boy became lightheaded. Passing the guestroom, Roger heard his mother and aunt talking and saw that the door was closed. He figured they would be occupied-by conversation, was what he thought-for some time, and it gave the randy lad an idea. Instead of going into his own room, he moved silently down to his parents' bedroom. He often went there to jerk off when he had the chance. He opened the dresser drawer and began to rummage around through his mom's sexy underwear, looking for some tantalizing bra or bikini panties or garterbelt that he could wrap around his prick as he beat his cock to foam. In the guest room, Mary drew the soaking dress over her head. She wasn't wearing anything underneath it. Her tits stood firm, not needing support, the nipples standing out like little rosy rockets ready to be launched. Her cunt mound was a curly, tangled vee spreading up her lower belly in a golden filigree. Sally gazed at her younger sister's magnificently curved body in open admiration. Mary stood as if posing for an audience, smiling slightly. Her slender back was arched and her big tits thrust out. After a moment, Sally fetched a big, fluffy bathtowel and began to dry her sister's naked body. She rubbed her back and flanks, then her belly. Mary just stood there, making a faint purring sound, eyes half-closed. Sally dried her tits, feeling the nipples swell under the towel. Then she sank to her knees and began to dry Mary's shapely legs, working up her thighs. "There-you're dry now," Sally said, leaning back and looking up at her sibling's face. |