Melissa’s husband pointed out that the group rules said husbands and wives or boyfriends and girlfriends. The group did not permit married people to...bring their lovers. The women looked down at hearing that, that was their rule that the guys just used against them!Even Melissa looked pained when she heard her husband say that, she looked down too and said she was sorry, that we couldn’t stay. Melissa knew the story, my husband was looking for a hooker, she knew this was going to be their only. She carefully washed him all over and soaped up her hands when she got to his skyward pointing penis. Unlike when his mother had done this, he shot cum three feet in the air which made her giggle. A lot of it had gotten on her hand and she licked it off saying it was yummy.After his father put an end to the bathing, his mother seemeg to find excuses to parade naked around him, giving him shots of the place he came out of every now and then. There weren’t too many opportunities but he remembered. On returning from the toilet to my bedroom (in total darkness) I noticed something was different. I had stumbled over some jeans and shoes on my bedroom floor which I knew were not mine! I began to crawl into my bed, only to notice Kyle lying there under the duvet. "What are you doing here?" I asked. He responded "Come and lie down beside me!" I was confused and surprised but did as he requested! He started to kiss my lips gently at first, letting his tongue then trickle down the side of my. As I said, I was twelve and like all twelve-year-old boys, I wanted desperately to explore the anatomical differences between the neighbor girl and me.Mom said we were here for the summer and fall and probably through the winter if we didn't get down the mountain before the first snowfall. I did my best to help with her work so that we wouldn't be stuck here past Labor day.My I.Q. has been tested several times and is supposed to be in the genius range. I'm not so sure about that but I was quite.