We made out for about 10 minutes straight and didn't stop. But we had to stop sooner or later. Then I put my head on his shoulder and he had his arm u...der me. “Holy shit sis. I mean holy fucking shit sis,” Jeff said. “I guess that means you really enjoyed that?” I asked. “Now that's a huge understatement. That was the best sex of both of our lives,” Jeff replied. “Both of our lives?” I asked. “Fuck yes that was. I love you sis. Literally more than anything else in the world. I mean that. "OH YES!" she squealed, jumping up and down. "I got ALL A's this quarter!" She pulled out the report card and shoved it toward him.Bob groaned. He knew what this meant. Several years ago, when his daughter had been having all kinds of problems, getting in fights, her grades in the tank, he'd been desperate enough to try something he now wished he hadn't.He knew she was in the throes of being flooded with teenage hormones and the angst of going to high school for the first time and that this. She enjoyed baking, even when she was a little girl with her Easy Bake oven. Now at 23, she had made her baking dream into a reality. A culinary school & business school graduate, her ambition and passion was as big as her sweet tooth.As she was about to ice the first batch, a tall, sexy, blond handsome man came into her bakery/shop. she came up front to help the customer."Excuse me, miss. I'm here to check on the order." He said to her."Can I get your name?" Marvella asked."Gaston" He said to. Each stroke is made lovingly, an exquisite experience repeated over and over.Before we started I took down your pants, just a little bit, before sitting you at the table. Just a little bit to expose enough of your skin to feel the coolness of the seat recede as it adjusts to the warmth of your body. A little bit to expose you to the texture of its surface.The brush rises to the top of your head and falls like water through your hair. The brush rises to the top of your head and pleasure washes.