" Thanks." She looked down. "I need better bras. These are getting small." You're getting big." Same thing."The sound of the front doorbell came from ...inside the house. Vicky considered going in to answer it. That, really, would be a silly thing to do if you thought about it. Someone was outside the front of the house, so she'd be going inside to greet them and let them in so they both could come outside onto the deck. Maybe she should just walk around the house to get him? Or maybe yell for him. He bare breasts were topped with light areolas and her nipples were small and hard, like pencil erasers. She pinched them with her fingers.I placed my hands on top of hers, as she covered her c-cup sized breasts.“Relax,” I instructed.I gently massaged her breasts, working my hands up to her shoulders, her neck and then back to her exposed breasts, as she stretched out her arms over her head.I placed my hands on her ribs and squeezed. She jumped and squirmed.“Ticklish?” I asked.“Yes,” she. She made a feeble attempt to massage my chest and pinch my nipples, all the while rubbing in the vicinity of my cock.In the meantime, I was inching my free hand up her leg to her sweet spot, and gently rubbing her there. She then leaned over, dropped her top, and put a nipple in my mouth. I kept rubbing her pussy as she stroked my cock. She then reached behind and pulled down her pantyhose, leaving her pussy covered with a thin, red thong. I went back to rubbing her slit and clit as she stroked. ”When they finished eating, June got up and prepared to wash the dishes but was interrupted by Autumn.“I’ll clean up and wash the dishes. You go ahead and call Gayle. I’m dying to hear what she wants.”June smiled at her sister’s being so anxious to hear why Gayle wanted her to call. She picked up the phone and dialed the number on the piece of paper Gayle gave her. The phone rang once before it Gayle picked it up.“Hello?”, Gayle’s voice answered.“Hello, Gayle. It’s June. You wanted to talk to.