"I guess I'm still a little too self-conscious to go all the way naked," he said.

"Me too," Roslyn said so as not to embarrass her nephew. She wanted them to get along smoothly. She didn't want to make him feel like she was a tiger stalking him until she could leap.

They went through some simple positions first. It was all Roslyn could do to concentrate. She wanted to watch her strong young nephew. Wanted to watch his graceful moves.

When he did a bridge with his belly up towards the ceiling, Roslyn thought she would come unglued. The black silk pocket that held his cock and balls seemed stretched with tension. Did Kendall have a hard-on? Or part of one maybe?

She longed to reach out with her hand and pet the black material. She wanted to nuzzle it, to bite at it. She had never been so wild with hunger in her life!

"Ouch!" Kendall grunted. He sat on the floor rubbing a muscle in his inner thigh. "I guess that plane ride did get me a little stiff. I'm used to more jumping around than I could get away with up there in the sky."

"Did you hurt yourself bad, darling?" Roslyn asked, sitting down beside him.

"Just this thigh. It's my tightest one." He grimaced. "It's cramped pretty good."

"Lay back and let me rub it out." Roslyn made her nephew lie on his back, legs spread slightly. She started around his knee and worked up slowly to very near the crotch, then she'd begin at his knee again. She worked diligently, seriously. Her fingers would shake too badly if she actually thought how close she was to her nephew's lovely balls. And she did want to help get rid of that cramp.