Her cum leaked out of me.I loved that feeling..Uhhhh!Anita turned her attention to Susan, kneeling next to Cindy.She had a rump that made me drool.I whispered.I said, beginning to undress.I hadn't granny seen Kurt since his wedding night thirteen or fourteen years ago.I laid down on the blanket and soon I had her by my side.My erect cock twitched as I eagerly awaited the touch of his large slippery hands.Beside us, Wahida and Fahima kissed, their tongues dueling. Toes curling inside her boots, leg muscles contracting to the point of cramping, Ashley brought herself granny to orgasm with her fingers.Breathing heavily into her hand in attempt to be quiet, she shuddered under self-inflicted pleasure. As the tingling sensation in her limbs disappeared and the fog of her mind cleared, frustration returned. What the hell is wrong with me? Ashley asked herself silently, reaching for a wad of toilet paper to clean up her wetness. She thought a quick shlick would make her feel better, get some of this tension out… but she only felt tenser, and now guilty to boot. Tense because no orgasm could possibly compare to the seemingly spontaneous one at the airport. And Guilty because when she masturbated, it was James she imagined. His handsome face, his strong hands, his long… hard… No! Ashley thought, Get it together, girl. You're having a dry spell, that doesn't mean you need to fuck your brother. Having cleaned up, Ash fixed her clothes and her hair, washed her hands, and returned to the dining area. There she saw James signing the check and putting his wallet back in his pocket. Thanks for paying, bro, Ashley said as they left the restaurant, I owe you big time. She looped her arm through James' and smiled up at her tall brother. Shall we?