She reached down and opened up the lower part of her bathrobe enough that I could see that she had no clothes on underneath and then stuck her hand in...side the robe as if she was trying to finger herself and gave me a huge smile.About that time, Brian nudged me and I snapped my head around to look at him. He gave me a wink and nodded towards Tori. I couldn’t believe what just happened. Brian went right back to talking about entertainment systems and I tried hard to just watch his face, nodding. “Because you’re goosing me.”“Fair’s fair” moving to where I could better feel. Secrets are few, here in a boathouse.Kathy’s mom caught her playing with Jeff’s and she got grounded, but you shouldn’t park in your driveway with your boyfriend. Maybe her mom sneaks around with a flashlight.Maybe some Midwestern girls who are good at spying know where to watch from when their brother’s screwing his girlfriend — Marilee says she has — but even still, how many sisters get to feel his boner?So what do. “Here it comes, Billy,” she sighed as her body capturedmy upright horn, enveloped it, and plunged down on it.“Ah, that’s good,” she sighed. “He’s just the rightsize, Ginny.” She grabbed my wrists and brought my hands up to herfull breasts. I slipped them under her bikini top andfilled my palms, kneading those big jugs like breaddough, squeezing her little nipples out between myfingers. She gritted her teeth and rotated her hips, Iguess trying to. I opened the passenger door and stepped away from the car. Linda and I both turned as the Buick pulled up behind our car.The passenger door popped open and a short, skinny guy in a basketball jersey and jeans jumped out with a large folding knife in his hand. “Gimme your... ,” he yelled. That was as far as he got.Linda was a quarter second quicker on the draw than I was, a fact that was totally lost on the mugger. He was hit with four high-velocity 9mm hollowpoints in the upper chest, took a.