The trip continues
From Torg Adventure
"So, Aunt Becky," I started, "how much further do we have to go today?" I looked back and forth between Molly and Erin as I spoke.
"At least another 3 hours," she replied.
'Good,' I think to myself. Now I knew how much time I had to get myself under control. I closed my eyes and tried to think of things other than my aunt, sister and her friend. I relaxed when I felt another hand on my other thigh. Molly was not about to be upstaged by Erin. I opened my eyes again and saw them staring intently into each others eyes as they slowly stroked my inner thighs, one on each side. So much for me getting control, the look on their faces was erotic as hell and, in spite of my better judgement, my cock started to harden again. Molly's nipples were trying to poke through the fabric of her bikini top and Erin's were still clearly visible through the still-damp fabric of her t-shirt. Molly broke the dead lock by sliding her hand into the leg opening of my shorts. I turned to look at her in amazment at her brazeness and she just smiled. Her free hand drifted to her skimpy bikini top and she flashed me a look at her right nipple. My cock twitched and the head bumped Erin's hand.
She looked over to see what was going on and silently mouthed to Molly, "No you don't, you tramp."
What is Erin's response?
