Both of them were enthusiastically shrugging their shoulders and forming thoughtful “Hmmm” noises at the strange disappearances of familial heirlo...ms. After experiencing most of our extended family in one place for a period exceeding four hours, I could see why we had kept our visits to Marta apart from theirs. So while they bickered and fought over Grandma’s ephemera, I had ascended the stairs to her attic. I lapsed into another coughing fit as I pulled a heavy drop cloth off a full-length. "Fitzhugh looked on as the different groups were marched off to various classrooms. He saw that Anguel was leading her younger roommates to class.'That must mean that she's one of the seniors, ' he surmised.Knowing that nothing more would be accomplished by his staying any longer, Fitzhugh turned and made his way back to the outside world. He followed the drainpipe in the reverse direction that he had taken when he first sought shelter.Within a few minutes he reached its edge. As always he. To get off the subject, I offered her a glass of wine. Both Susan and Kelly are wine drinkers. Susan turned our basement into a wine cellar, she was quite the expert. Personally, I never could really taste the difference in the wines, so I always let Susan choose. I had purchased a couple bottles of Merlot, as I love a good red wine. I went to the kitchen to open it and get two glasses. I returned to the family room and handed Kelly her glass and took my seat. After taking a sip of the wine, I. ”My sister gasped. “Do you mean it, Spencer?”“I think I always have,” I replied. Did I really mean it or was I was just letting my prick do the thinking for my brain? I had a nasty feeling that I’d be breaking my sister’s heart if I wasn’t sincere. “You’re crazy but…I think I’m crazy too. Kiss me.” I kissed Tracy as tenderly as I knew how and started moving inside her. We fucked until I squirted another load of cum inside her and then cuddled with each other until we fell asleep.I woke.