The only thing that seemed to hit home with her was the only thing she wanted to discuss. “Are you really telling me that you love me?“You do know...that other than one kiss, which I literally had to steal from you, we’ve barely held hands, haven’t even imagined having sex, or even seen each other in anything but dress up clothes. And yet, despite all that, you sit there saying that you love me?“Really?”Her expression was a combination of confusion, hopefulness and arousal. Somehow putting my. They walked to Marcie's room clinging tightly to one another, giggling when Brent put the security key in upside down.As soon as they were in the room, their clothes came flying off as their hands explored the other's body."Hurry, let's get in the shower," Marcie said, recalling her earlier unwashed experience with Melanie. She didn't want that to occur again.Her pussy was dripping juices down her leg and the aroma was exciting her further. She couldn't wait to have Brent. As she pulled away to. “If you must know, I could last an hour when I was 20, Not so much anymore,”“Oh, poor daddy, can I help?”He walked away shaking his head at us.Roxy and l showed Gloria our rooms pointing out some interesting features.All four rooms in the home have a full bathroom, with Roxy’s also having a bidet.I remember when she explained to me what it did, so I tried it at 13 years old. I didn’t appreciate the finer aspects of it!We heard mom and Gloria finishing up, so we walked into the living room and. Mychest jiggled just slightly and my, butt stuck out. It even wiggled whenI put one foot in front of the other. The wings behind my back wereanother thing to get used to. They still wanted to drag me backwards, soI had to continually lean forward while standing or walking. This mademy Achilles tendons stretch a bit . I decided I might need high heelsfor walking and standing.I reached the door and found I was right, I could use it as a mirror. Iwatched my mirror image and had to swallow a few.