One end of her right nipple stud ends in a ripple. Her left earring has an inverted flame. The ends of her clit stud are spheres. Fire, Air, Water, Ea...th, Spirit. The lesson of air is the lesson of touch. Eve turns on some music, places a little oil on her hands and touches every part of my body. It is slow and sensuous. Then I touch her in the same way. It feels good to touch and to be touched. I find myself awake yet almost drifting off into sleep. We lie on our sides and examine every inch. Me:Ohh ,Sister very happy to hear.CongratulationsSis:Thanks kanna with a warm smile on her faceI felt very happy that my sister is behaving with me normally as if nothing happend and we chatted with her a couple of hours.As my sister went to sleep.I turned to mom and saidMom:Son,its great that your sister is behaving normally with us.Me:Me too mom.On this happy occassion why dont we get some naughty and winked her by grabbing her ass.Mom:I can understand you son .But as a mom i have. I “wash” my cock more vigorously than is necessary for simple hygiene…if anyone saw me they would know I was masturbating! It feels so good. I turn away from the water and continue to soap my cock and balls, both hands stroking and caressing. I wonder idly why I don’t just go to her – I know she will be only too happy to take care of me…but I keep stroking anyway. My right hand grips my balls and I roll them gently in my palm, enjoying the slippery soapy sensation. My left grasps my shaft. . put my hand on his bare penis. A-and, Father, I stroked it with my bare hand... I kept stroking it... and... well... then it spurted all over his parent's sofa. Oh, Father! I'm so ashamed!" she sobbed.After a couple moments of silence, Father Thomas advised the lovely bride-to-be that she needed to keep her virtue intact till the wedding was formalized. He advised her that she must try to abstain from physical pleasures. But he understood the weakness of the flesh. That should she sin again,.