I didn’t expect to see anyone.”“Do you work here year round?” I asked, wondering if she was the one in charge of the kitchen.“No, I’m an i...ntern,” she said as she shook her head.“Me too!” I beamed. “Sound intern.”Her eyes lit up. “I’m the ridge runner intern.”“Holy shit, they still have those?” I asked, my mind filling with memories of the cages on wheels.“Hell yeah,” she grinned. “You’ll have to come help me test them out before campers arrive.”“For sure, but I gotta warn you. I’m pretty good,”. While sleeping as she is breathing I could see the slow movements of her belly and breast moving up and down. I just cannot control myself now, and feel like kissing and licking her navel. My hands begin to tremble for squeezing both her succulent breasts. After sometime my auntie is in a deep sleep. But my sleep is stolen away. I gather some courage within me because I think this is the only lifetime chance for me to touch and feel her. Pretending to be asleep I turn towards her, and put my. The bottom was designed to cover little more than a small panty, but it kept creeping between her cheeks and making her tan line quite obvious. She had a gorgeous ass and the deep tan and white color difference made it stand out. When Mom would say something, the daughter would make a feeble attempt at fixing it and look back to me at one point to be sure I was watching.When the girl went up to either get a refreshment or use the facilities Gloria looked to me and said, “You’ve got a fan there.. “And your big sister Dara and Trent?” Erin asked.“They kiss and she touches his penis and he touches her ‘gina.” Penelope chimed in with her observation.“Remind me to talk to them about that.” Lynn said to me with a sly smile.It was a cold morning and the snow only missed Christmas by one day. I opened the front door to allow a cold breeze to blow into the house and walking out onto the porch, I and then my wives took stock of the scene before us. The new trees in the yard looked even more.