“Lazy mutt!”I chuckled and sat upright, dropping Dum-Dum to the floor (gently). “You want some wine? I think I could do with a drink?”“Me to...!” agreed Marilyn. She followed me out to the kitchen, where we had our wine rack on the side counter. I pulled out a bottle of Louis Jadot Chardonnay and dug out the corkscrew. Marilyn plopped onto a bar stool and asked, “Do you think there’s a problem?”“What, with what Becky saw?” Marilyn nodded. “No, I don’t think so. She doesn’t know what she saw! A. He was more interested in the “who, what, when, where, why” than the spiritual aspect of our beliefs. Although I had my suspicions about him and his role here, I needed to teach him the ways of our family. Our family was an open-minded one. There was no shortage of both male and female nudity at any given time. It wasn’t uncommon to see people having sex in the living room or even the kitchen. It didn’t bother me. I loved looking at Steven’s body and I loved being naked around him, especially. "---------"What did you mea..." Sssssshhhhhh, boy. Lick, lick your girl...now."And I did. I cleaned it up first & fast. I didn't know if I'd dragged some remnant of his remnants as I scoured that same grotto. And I did-not-care. I feasted like a mad-man. Not only to slack some need I've never ID'ed, but, to finish so I could query what she'd meant. I knew what she'd meant. Hell, of course I knew. But, how could one suck on another's cock all-night-long? It was impossible. Hell, I tried to keep. "You know it felt funny to wear clothes over all this time." She said as she slipped under the bedcovers, she pulled back the sheet revealing her nakedness beneath, "Do you want to join me Daddy?" She asked - she had become quite the little sex kitten ever since that evening with Billie-Jo and me."Be quiet you little minx! Now lie down and make moaning noises." I said giving her a swat on her pert breast."Oww, meanie!" She pouted and then covered herself and began to moan.I picked up the.