Charly had gotten up and came in the kitchen and just gave me a hug. We held each other for what seemed like a couple of minutes. She had tears in her...eyes.After the kids got up, we fed them and Charly got them dressed. I dropped them off at Mom's. Charly told me she would tell her parents about Candy.Mom said she would keep the kids all day so I could do what I had to do. I had to contact the Atlantic City police department. I also wanted to talk to Joe Miller.I contacted the police first. I. " We got up and moved to the other end of the couch and I stated working on her right breast. A while later, Leena spoke up again, "Ok, Dad'll be home soon. Better stop." "Nawww. But I was having so much fun," I protested. "Me too", Leena said, "But I don't think we want Dad catching up doing this". I nodded and got up. Leena got up and put her top back on.For the next few months, we had our sucking sessions as often as we could. It was the closest I'd ever felt to my sister. On one particular. Now his lips were on her ribs, below the breasts, on down to her firm, flat belly, his tongue teasing and exploring her navel, briefly, then moving away, following the line of down, straight down, until they came to the triangle of reddish hair mounding there. He slid his hands under her smooth buttocks and lifted them to him, his tongue reaching out, now, to explore the inner softness of her thighs, her loins a veritable whirlpool of rapturous expectation as she anticipated the exquisite. I wasn't stupid, I knew right away that this was a glory hole, and before I found out firsthand what one was like, I left and continued on with my trip. My trip concluded and I headed back. As usual, the trip away from home was never long enough, but little did I know I'd be back on the road sooner rather than later. On the way home, I couldn't help but think of the glory hole at the petrol station and I had to laugh to myself. I knew the truck drivers that drove the highways were a horny.