I don’t know how but I knew this is the start of something and the evil in me woke up. I knew a drink that was sweet and will get her real high, I s...uggested my niece to try that and she agreed. So I and my nephew went to the town and got the drinks and food. It was early in the day around 11:00.We were hungry since we didn’t have breakfast and decided to star the session along with the side dish. We three sat in the hall and started chatting about our childhood days the good times we spent. Margaret looked up at Matthew. Again he smiled. She smiled back. Matthew moved to her side to do more work on her ass. He folded the towel lengthwise exposing her right side from head to toe. He continued the massage and she felt the silky pants brush her hand. As he leaned in to reach, she could feel his strong thighs pressing against her hands. As he made rapid repetitive motions up and down the length of her body, she felt something different. She felt the silky pants punctuated. They all laughed and moved on.Perhaps a half-hour later, Tricia jumped back in with, “Why do guys brag about the size of their willies?” That was the point at which the rest of the evening’s conversation became sex-focused.None of the girls were wearing anything suggestive. All were wearing jeans and loose flannel shirts. No one had been flirting. It just became a conversation about sex.All of the guys defended themselves saying that they didn’t lie about their equipment, but knew guys who did.. Her soft moans begin to fill the night air and her pussy lips part and I can see the wetness begging to form on them. Taking her other hand and all the while transfixing me with those eyes, she slides her other finger deep into her pussy. I am in rapture as I watch her bringing herself to a sweet and gentle orgasm, her delicate fingers sliding in and out, the other softly caressing her now swollen clit. Her moans become louder and more desperate as the orgasm approaches, her breasts.