"Lynn!"
Was laughed as the girl came around with a start.
"Dreaming?" he kidded her.
She nodded slowly.
Wes grinned at her, gave her a wink.
"I was asking you to bend over a little bit, so I can get a shot from behind… "
Lynn's eyebrows rose high as she finally slipped out of her reverie and remembered that under this short white skirt there was nothing but bare girl.
She hesitated.
The rubber ball gag in her mouth was beginning to really hurt, now, and she worked her aching jaws around the thing, trying to ease the discomfort.
Wes was pretending to be resetting the camera while Lynn made up her mind about bending over. When she realized he was giving her time to decide, without pressuring her into it, her decision was made.
She nodded.
Wes knelt and waited, lifting the camera to his chin.
Lynn twisted her wrists in the tight rope, trying to make them more comfortable. It failed. Then, knowing her uncle was watching closely, she began bending over from the waist, slowly and teasingly. She felt the short skirt ride upward over the backs of her bare thighs, lifting higher and higher as she bent over, until she was certain that her uncle could see the undersides of her asscheeks-her bare asscheeks!-and that enticingly lovely crease between them!
And Wes was snapping picture after picture!
God! What a sight!
Almost as good as that incredible introduction to two of the prettiest pussies he'd ever seen! Two young girls, completely naked, hugging each other tightly, obviously in the throes of lovemaking, blushing bright red and breaking apart in a mad rush as the two men strode fully and suddenly into their secret love-chamber!
Wes grinned.
What a sight, those two young beauties stumbling all over each other, trying to cover themselves up, crying and apologizing and so delightfully embarrassed and bare assed!
And how embarrassed HE had acted!
How upset at the intrusion, how understanding of their embarrassment!
Ha!
And how simple to pretend discomfort at their disciplining!
Ha-ha!
All in preparation for the role of sympathetic uncle!
Come here, my sweetie. Let Uncle Wes hold you…
Wes snapped another picture, a tight close-up, delicately in focus, of the pretty crease of Lynn's ass.
He frowned.
But the act had been a failure. Or rather, it had been no act at all-not after awhile.
He really had fallen hard for Lynn!
He loved her!
Loved her with all of his heart!
And he'd never once touched her!
Not once kissed her!
He sat back on his heels, staring at that sweet tight ass, those deliciously stockinged legs…
The two youngsters stood in abject humiliation in front of their father, John Hood. They were dressed in their bathrobes, and Lynn still wore her shoes and knee socks. Lori was naked beneath the robe.
"I am utterly shocked!" John was saying, for the hundredth time. Wes, the uncle neither girl had ever seen, sat on the couch, fiddling with his hands in his lap. He looked as unhappy as the pair of girls. Little did they know, he was enjoying this show immensely!
"What on earth were you two DOING, anyway? I can't believe it! My own daughters!"
John sighed deeply, in sincere disgust, and shook his head sadly.
"What am I going to do with you two?"
He spoke quietly. He was extremely upset, not only by the actions of his lovely young daughters, but by their timing. Why did this have to happen just as his brother returned from Australia?
He tightened his jaws.
He lifted his eyes to glare at the smaller girl.
"Lori!"
Lori jumped.
"Yes, daddy?" her voice quivered.
"Take your robe off."
The girl looked desperately at her sister, her eyes wide, her mouth fallen open.
"Daddy?" she questioned, almost pleading.
"Take your robe off, Lori," John commanded quietly.
Lori slowly lifted her hands to the soft cloth belt that held her bathrobe closed, and pulled on the slip knot. The edges of the terrycloth slipped apart, and Lori shrugged it from her shoulders, letting it slide down her bare arms as far as her elbows. She held it up for a few seconds.
"Off," John said.
The robe dropped to the floor in a billow of softness at the small girl's feet.
She was blushing thoroughly.
"Stand straight, girl!" John said firmly. Lori quickly pulled her shoulders back, lifting her small beauties into prominence.
The father turned his eyes toward Lynn. She blushed an even deeper red, closed her eyes.
"Lynn."
He waited. She wet her lips.
"Lynn!"
She undid the belt, dropped the robe around her "Open your eyes, Lynn," John said sternly.
Lynn opened her eyes, pulled her shoulders back. Wes almost had a heart attack, seeing those glorious jugs again!
John paid neither girl any attention. He was concerned about showing his brother that he was the master in this house, and that he would tolerate… – what? He had to admit, it had excited him to find his girls embracing each other's naked body. It had given him one of the hardest cocks of his life! He raised his eyes once more to the two naked teens.
God!
He glanced over at his brother. Was that the trace of a grin? That was certainly no sock in his crotch!
Hmmmmmmm…
John sat back in his chair and simply eyed the two young girls awhile.
How lovely you two are!
Lynn, with her huge breasts thrusting firm and high from her chest-Lori, with her small, sweetly-shaped, tiny-nippled, pointed little titties…
How sweet!
John took a deep breath, and then pronounced sentence on the two children.
"Since you two want to make love with each other, you have my permission!" John kept his voice firm and strong, trying not to reveal his excitement.
Lynn glanced at her sister. Lori was scared stiff!
"No," John said.
Lori had not heard him, and Lynn paused a moment, hoping against hope that she had not heard him right!