She was glad everyone had gone on the picnic. It gave her some much needed time to herself. Even though she hadn't been showing it, her nerves felt mo...re than a little frayed. The presence of so many members of the family, all at one time could be wearing, she decided. Of course, she knew that it was really more than that. It was what she had allowed to happen out there with Ike, the very first night they'd come! But she tried not to think about that. It didn't seem possible that she had been. Reaching out, he ran hins fingersthrough her sex. He was surprised to find she was wet and willing. With a shrug, hepositioned himself and ran his his member up and down her crevice, lubing himself up asshe moaned.“It might be huge, but now I really want it,” she sighed. Needing no more encouragement,he began trying to enter her.“Fuck you’re tight,” he said. He gash barely spread and it protested as it did. More thanonce he spit on himself trying to lube her for easier access. Then as if giving. He kissed my neck, ears and mouthed several superlatives about the way I looked. All the while I felt his cock throbbing against my ass."Let me head upstairs and clean up and I'll be right down," I said, but he had different ideas. He reached down and lifted my skirt, rubbing his dick first along the back of my thighs just above my stocking tops before reaching up to the waistband of my panties and slipping them down my legs a bit. I wiggled them down further as he grabbed his cock and stroked. All will be well, I'm sure." Could I offer you a ride downtown, young man?"Graydon nodded yes and the two shook hands with Frank, said goodbye to Madeline, and left the house. Graydon seated himself in Fr. Ambrose's ancient Ford sedan, but before he could close the door the elderly priest moved his finger to his lips and motioned Graydon to silence."I fear we may be watched; there is one who may have helpers about, who is struggling mightily to learn secrets we'd rather he not know. We'd best.