The entire family, it seemed, was a little closer.Things went on like this for more than a week. David clearly remembered having sex with each of his ...isters – several times – that day, but he couldn’t quite work up the courage to ask them about it. Do you remember having my dick in your mouth while I licked your pussy? he wanted to ask Melissa. Do you remember me coming all over your tits? he wanted to ask Kate. What the hell was he going to say if they didn’t remember?For more than a week…. ”“Hi, Beth what’s up?”“Steph, I can’t see you anymore.”“Why not?”“My brother and I have been talking, and we just want to be a couple, we love each other very much. Please don’t be mad, and PLEASE don’t tell anyone about us.”“Beth, I’m ok with it, and I promise I won’t tell anyone, but can we still be friends?”“Only at school we can be friends, but we can’t go out or have you spend the night at my house.”That’s the last time we talked to each other.The other boy I met at a party. He was older. Soon Father Leary was completely nude standing in front of the teenage girl. She arranged his chair the way he liked then sank to her knees wanting to get the confessing part over with. Her little pussy was already damp and had been all the time she sat in the outer office waiting for the priest to arrive.She also thought That young Father Lester is good looking. I wonder if he would like to give her a private confession. The thought made her pussy drool more of her sweet juices to run down her. Nervous or not, we both had solid erections and they pressed against our bellies as we started a slow grind and hump. I reached down with my right hand and wrapped my fingers around his cock, his marvelous erect, hot cock. I slowly stroked his shaft, up from the base until my fingers bumped against his glans. I gently pushed Mike, guiding him back to the bed where I had him sit on the edge. I knelt between his spread thighs, holding his cock with one hand and his testicles with the other. His.