I was disappointed to see that her breasts were concealed behind an old-fashioned apron.The disappointment must have shown on my face. Aunt Marti laug...hed. "I've learned a lot of important things in my life, Max. One of the more practical things was that you should never fry bacon in the nude. I won't tell you the circumstances but lets just say that some lessons are more painful to learn than others."She leaned over the bed to kiss my forehead.I put my arms around her back and hugged her. My. I was turned on like crazy.I said, "I'm just on my way home actually, can I give you a lift anywhere Patti?"She leaned in to me and whispered," Well, you could take me back to your place and fuck my brains out, I'm feeling so randy." Then she laughed wickedly. I looked at her, I was hornier than ever now, I wanted to rip her clothes off there and then in the street and get at those massive tits."Christ Patti, you've no idea how close I am to just fucking you right here on the pavement." Well I. ’ ‘It excited us too. Emma suspects we are gay. At the least she’s sure we are bi. Maybe she isn’t as smart as we think she is.’ ‘She doesn’t understand us. She lives with us, she loves us, but she still doesn’t know if we are two or one.’ ‘Are we all that sure ourselves?’ ‘We make love to ourselves, but it’s really a very sophisticated form of masturbation. Everything we do is very sophisticated. Just because we masturbate doesn’t make us gay. We are extremely eager to get our chance with. ”“Juicy.”“Yeah. According to the farmer, it was picked right off the tree this morning.”“It’s definitely ripe.”While the men ate peaches, Peter’s mother sat off to the side fuming at not being allowed to be with Rebecca during the birthing. This was odd since she had been in the delivery room without any family present for exactly the same reasons Rebecca didn’t want her there. Still, this was her first grandchild and she wanted to be more involved.“It’s a shame that none of the local farmers.