It was on one of those visits that they told me about Ion."Aren't you going to say it" Phoebe asked."Say what?" I told you so.--Go on you can say it y...u've earned the right." Why bother, it gives me no comfort to know your mother is suffering." Well there is the puzzle Dad. She doesn't seem to be; suffering that is. Not like you were after she ... Well anyway she doesn't seem to be that unhappy about it. She spends a lot of her time with Gran." Ah those two always did get on well together.". “Who did this to you?” she cowered.“I doubt I’ll ever know you well enough to even begin to explain it to you, Kelly.”“It’s not my business,” she said, tearing.“I won’t dispute you.”She started crying.“Kelly,” I said, taking her in my arms despite protests, “It’s ok. You didn’t realize you were touching a nerve. Just don’t prod too much into my past, and especially not my decisions.”“You don’t like me,” she said petulantly, like the kid she, in fact, was.“I like you fine, Kelly,” I told her,. By now, I was so enamored of her open minded approach to life, that I probably would have done anything she dreamed up. I positioned her on her knees, head down on the carpet. I spread her ass cheeks, and licked all around her tight brown hole. She squirmed around some, but didn’t stop me. The tip of my tongue found her hole, and I worked it in and out, my saliva lubricating her, as she groaned in pleasure. Her ass tasted different from her pussy juice, but it wasn’t a bad taste at all. I. She was pissed that I'd fucked her, but understood that I just couldn't help it. She made me promise (right!) her that I wouldn't do it again!!! Next, I'll tell you how I managed two more blow jobs that weekend, with everybody there! Even Deb's husband came down Thursday with her Mom and Dad!!!Chapter 4When I last wrote, I was having a great Thanksgiving weekend. Debbie (my sister-in-law) came down the night before the rest of the family (including her husband!) and we were able to get my wife.