It was the family’s time to be together and talk about their day. Even Julie got ten minutes to regale the family with the sad tale of the disaster ...hat befell her friend when she left her crayon box on the classroom radiator. All was well in the end when Julie said she would share her crayons until her friend could get new ones.Supper was over and everyone headed in a different direction. John’s dad was off to his workshop to tinker with the lawnmower he was trying to get running again. Bobby. It felt good but he did not continue after the jam wasgone. Then I started to play with my little pussy as Idipped a finger inside. I was rubbing my hidden lovebud as I started to get wet. I eased my finger in andout as the puppy lay there and watched. I then took myfinger out and offered it to him as my pussy juice ason it.He started to lick my fingers as I took my other handand slid my middle finger into my cunt again. As helicked my juice from my first finger, I took the otherone out and. I know you like it." She sighed coyly."But, it hurts a lot of times, and I don't want that." Joe assured her."Neither do I, but I'd be lying if I said I never thought about it. Your thumb hurts a little for a second, but then... Ooooooooo, the sensations." She purred."I was a little ashamed the morning after I rode it back there, and when you asked what was wrong I told you I hurt. I didn't really; I just didn't want you to think I was that bad of a girl. I know I was silly."Joe straightened up. She would enter my room, lock the door and stand next to me while I was asleep. She would then rub my hands over her bare body from under the clothes. I was becoming more aware of what was going on so I used to participate myself as well.She would let me play with her sweet boobs and sometimes, she would just lower her shalwar and lead my hands over her legs while she was still standing. This hand-rubbing later turned to sucking her tits where I would be expected to do this daily.I started.