Boys remember to keep kissing frequently.After that I went to her armpits. They were clean and had a beautiful aroma. I started licking them.Then my o...e hand started to explore her panty region. I slowly slid my hands inside her panty and felt her pussy. Completely hairless and the aroma of it was something different that you don’t even find it in flowers.Then I removed her panty and started kissing her legs and went from her feet to her thighs.Then started biting her thighs. Gave her bite. And it felt nice, but it wasn't quite right; part of it wasthat I still looked really baby-faced, and Alejandra said I'd still begetting carded when I was thirty, and even now I might get pulled overa lot by cops who thought I was too young to have a driver's license.And that got me thinking about whether a adult-size nine-year-old bodymight go through puberty again and grow seven feet tall or something.I didn't want to go through all that again."So when we went back to the machine, I asked Zoe. .. or five of you are together.” Melody leaned across Lissa next to Kate to kiss her and Wendy leaned across me to catch the other cheek. Lissa and I leaned back to kiss. It must have looked strange.“You can all drink to that, but I’m not going to shut up yet,” Dad continued. “The next day, on Thanksgiving, we got the sad news that Melody’s father passed away. We’d been introduced to Wendy at dinner, but in the turmoil that followed the news of Harold’s death, I noticed her for the first time.. The man studied her features for a few moments, taking in every inch of her face. His expert eyes found every slight ripple in her cheek, every mole, every ‘flaw’. He quickly got lost in the perfection of her human imperfections. Gently, without thinking, he kissed her cheek, brushing his lips across her pale skin. At this, her eyes opened, and she looked, for the first time in the light, at the face of this man. She saw the intense passion in his eyes, the slight curl of his lip, the wild hair.