. sort of fool around with one another a little? So ... if we do, hope you won't feel too weird about that. We can always get up and go sit on another...couch if we do."I hadn't really considered that very real possibility, but what it did, was remind me should they leave, it was entirely possible some stranger would then sit next to me, and fondle himself, or herself, and I wasn't sure I'd feel any better about that happening if they did."Do me a favor, if you do ... stay where you are. If I'm. "So, you haven’t noticed how our little girl’s breasts have gotten much bigger and rounder, or how her nipples pucker up hard when she gets the milk from the fridge in the mornings? I know the daily paper is interesting, but you’re saying fatherly eyes have never strayed?" She licked my nipple as she cocked an eyebrow up at me. "Well, of course, I mean, I’m a man. I would notice those things." "That’s what I thought. All men notice those things," she said with a smirk. Her cheshire cat smile. Hungry, your hands reached for me, grasping my hips and pulling me towards you. With a guttural growl, you attacked my neck, sucking and biting my tender flesh. A moan escaped my lips as you savagely clung to me, grabbing my ass, my back, my breasts, and dragging your fingers across my skin, teasing my pussy lips. Suddenly, you froze. You drew a deep breath, removing your rough hands from my body. I gasped in their absence, before you grabbed my hand and led me to your bedroom. "I promised you. Perhaps that was because none ofthem had ever really slept alone but always with an older brother orsister."When does it stop being normal?" Cynthia asked."I don't really know," Kylie replied. "When did it stop being normal foryour family?" I guess when Timothy's father began noticing it." And when was that?" When Timothy would come to the table wearing something of mine,"Cynthia said."Examples." Sometimes a little hat; there was a scarf and a silk shawl. One time hemanaged to pull a sweater.