Dad handed me the hinged box, and I moved down from the couch to kneel in front of Karen."Karen, we have been through a lot together. I have found tha... you are a part of my life that I cannot do without. What I am trying to say is... Karen Peterson, will you be my wife?"She had been looking at the computer so she had not seen Dad hand me the box. She had been watching me as I said my piece, but when she saw the last sentence, she had a stunned look on her face. She didn't move for a several. I squirted some into my hands and began to rub it over her breasts, stomach and shoulders, her nipples hardened. “That will do sissy, who do you think you are, my husband! You may go and unpack”As I opened the cases, they were full of brand-new dresses which I hung up in the wardrobe, I also hung-up Darrell’s trousers and shirts next to them. There was lots of bikini’s that I wasn’t sure would actually cover anything and some swim shorts of Darrell’s, along with underwear for them both. . Soon we started getting along quite well.“Can we switch off the lights please?” came a voice from below. It was that same man, the son. His parents had already lied down. I suppose he was waiting for us to stop. I looked at my watch. It smaller hand of my watch was about to touch twelve. We had to oblige to their request.We lay down facing each other with no sleep in our eyes. It looked as if we wanted to talk the whole night out. But obviously, I didn’t want to waste the night by talking only.. Then I look down at Alex. “Fuck this” I groans. I pulls my cock off her mouth and pulls her up. I kiss her lips lustfully, doesn’t care that that very mouth just had my cock in it as our tongue swirls naughtily. I lifted her body up and put her down on the bed or her back as I climb on her teen body. My hands roam on her curves, thighs, and belly before I squeeze those teen beautiful rounded breasts, cupped by her white bra. I squeeze them lustfully as I keep kissing her. She moans into my.