I looked at her for a moment before I moved forward to take her lips. In a second, I squared my lips over hers and opened my lips to take hers. Both h...er lips came into my mouth, and the excitement rushed in my body, making blood rush towards my crotch.My manhood sprang to life. I pulled her closer by moving my hand onto her ass and using the other hand to hold the waist covered by sari. I am not sure how many moments I have kissed her. But I left her lips unwillingly. She removed my hands from. She then placed her fingers inside her knickers and slowly pushed them down, allowing them to slip over her hips and then onto the floor. She bent down and picked them up, folding them before placing them on top of the pile. Melanie Pearson thought to herself what the two ladies must be thinking about all this and most importantly to her, about her choice of very plain underwear that day. Normally she would wear very sexy and provocative items in order to please Diane, but here she was wearing. I had a twin sister, Janet. My granddaughter was named after her because they both, along with me, shared the same birth dates.My grandparents had inherited their wealth from their parents. They owned a few farms plus several buildings and businesses in town. The income provided a carefree lifestyle.At an early age, my sister and I became aware that our grandfather had sex with our mother, Betty. We were later told that he was also our father. Grandpa and grandma were brother and sister.Ma told. But I’m getting ahead of myself aren’t I? I suppose I better tell you who I am and what I do.I would be surprised to know if you hadn’t already guessed that I’m the narrator. I’m a storyteller and my name is Doadventures. I'm of this world now and I have been waiting a very long time to tell you what happened one summers eve and what consequently followed our young adventures that dared to look over the wall, dared to follow their dreams and dared to test their luck.I shall first tell you of.