.. sort of poking them out. You usually cover them up with a towel, but it happens doesn't it?"He hung his head. "Yes" he said miserably. "I'm sorry."...Jill touched his hand. "What for Uncle Bob? Because you're normal? Come on. Why do I call you in here for bath time? Because I can't do it by myself? Of course not. I'm not stupid. I like what we do. It makes me feel good. It makes me feel special. AND I get all clean at the same time!" she finished brightly. He didn't smile. "I'd like to think. “Kneel down,” he ordered, unzipping his trousers. “You know what to do, I’m sure.”She reached up and pulled his dick out. She was right; he was semi-erect already. She began to masturbate him slowly. She had only done it to a couple of boys before deciding it was too messy when she was still in her uniform on her way home from school, so she wasn’t sure if she was doing it right. His groan, and the rapid stiffening suggested she wasn’t far wrong, anyway. “Suck me.”She gulped. She had never done. The warmth, sound of nature and the red wine relaxed us more as we lay back after the lunch I got the idea of having sex in the great outdoors, Anne seemed to think the idea had merit as well, checking round to make sure we were on her own I eased her breasts out of her bra and started playing with them. We took our time soon naked on the travel rug we started enjoying each others body as we had many times before changing positions in our foreplay settling for a while on a sixty-nine with Anne. . the maturity and responsibility I should have displayed wasn't allowed to surface. I couldn't get past her little girl odor... her nipples pressed against my body... the image of what hid beneath those sexy yellow panties.She removed her lips from mine. Still hugging me... more like lying across me, she began whispering in my ear; "I always knew you were hot Mrs J. I can tell... you want me don't you. What do you want to do to me Mrs J... tell me... what do you want to do to me? I'll let you.