Then placing your hands firmly on my hips youbegan pulling them back so that I had to leave my hands in the steamysoapy water and lean on them for sup...port.When you stopped I was bent over and balanced between my heels and myhands so that I couldn't move without falling, but your hands kept mesteady. Then you slowly reached between my legs and stroked my thighs asyou pulled up the hem of my dress until it was over my hips, and then didthe same with my slip. By then I knew what was to come but. . but I've looked! With a mirror," my daughter shot a look at my son and me when she said this, but continued, determined to get to the bottom of this. "There's nothing there!" OK. Come over here and I'll show you were it is. No better yet. You get undressed and your brother may see it too he has to know these things too you know." Mom!" both our kids protested."Ok. I know what we do. Let's all get naked, that way no one will be embarrassed. Agreed?"The kids looked at each other and I looked at. I closed my eyes and lost myself in the feeling of having my tits gropped and rubbed roughly. After about 10 minutes of constant kissing and touching, john moved me to the kitchen table. He picked me up by my bum and gently threw me on the table. With his mouth still on my boobs he unbuttoned my shorts and took them off. I threw my head back at the feeling of his cock and hand pressed against my pussy and his tongue biting vicously at my nipples. He looked up and whispered into my ear “you. Leaning in to you your sister tries to talk as the trip continues. Again the train lurches and the hand grabs you again, this time when the train moves it stays where it is! You tense again but don’t say or do anything, the hand gives you bottom a little squeeze and when nothing happens it moves down to the hem of your skirt, noticing you’ve gone quiet your sister asks ‘what’s wrong?’ shaking your head you mouth a headache. Feeling the hand slip under your skirt on to you almost bare arse you.