Sal had a nice whimpering and moaning orgasm, not one of her yelling kind but not too bad. Kim then used Little Bob on herself as she watched Sal fini...h the job. ‘Hurry up!’ Kim yelled at Sal. ‘Spike doesn’t look too well. I don’t know how much more of this watching his dear old heart can take.’ ‘OK, Woody, you heard her. Hurry up now, honey,’ Sal purred. ‘Now you can fuck my mouth hard. Go for it!’ Woody did what he was told. In about what seemed like a minute later he pulled his woody out of. We all sat down once a week and went at it hammer and tongs. Kept the little dears handcuffed, of course, but apart from that it was a free-for-all, no penalties for frankness.’ She paused to reflect. ‘The damndest things came up.’ ‘For instance?’ Dorinda´s interest had been captured. ‘That´s the hell of it, love. I´ve got you ready for big answers. But there weren´t any. Just a lot more questions. The drama was in the telling. Those girls had got themselves into more jackpots than we could. All I know is that I squeezed tighter and told him that if he wanted to keep his lil thang, he'd better know how to use it. Holy Shit! Why the hell did I say that to him and what was I even thinking?This was my little brother. I couldn't even think that way about him. He must have been thinking that way of me though. Cause, his cock was still in my hand and it was near my face and before I could stop him he'd forced his hips near my face so that his cock was brushing against my lips and. There in the back door to the house stands my daddy. In his arms is a load of wood for the fireplace.Looking down, in a voice that can barely be heard I say hello. This is the moment I had feared the most. After he places some of the logs in the fire and the rest beside the fireplace for later, he finally says to me, "It's good to see you." Then he sits in his favorite chair and says nothing more.Knowing that for Daddy, Thanksgiving is all about watching football with the dinner squeezed in, I.