A more absent-minded professor looking type, you couldn't find!After I gained access to his house, I explored it from in the 'between'. He had more se...urity than I would have believed any normal person could have! Most of it seemed homemade, too. While he had a home computer up in his den, it was the secret room downstairs in the basement, that intrigued me most.He had partitioned off a part of his basement. You could only access that particular room through a secret door, disguised as part of. He had put in the years of romance, of partnership, of mentoring, of companionship, etc. that had more than earned the first chance at knocking Aunt Molly up. He had even been deprived of two opportunities without knowing it due to miscarriages caused by uterine scars left by terminating a past pregnancy (not that Aunt Molly did anything wrong by having said abortion, of course).“Alright, who goes next?” I told the others, grabbing Summer for my turn with her, “come on, little sister, get some. That was the last I ever saw Megan. In January after the break she told me she was seeing someone but maybe we would "pick-up" during the summer. She never came home and was calling Los Angeles home. Her Mom said she was engaged, and later I heard she was pregnant. I don't know if being on the West coast changed her, or if she was just that type of girl. For some reason, I wasn't really heartbroken, just a little ego-shaken.I had sort of lost touch with Matt during the year, just sending a. I don't want to ruin your t-shirt." No, I mean ... Uh, I don't know. I could sort of clean you." He was smiling."How?" I was smiling too, but I didn't really understand."With my mouth. I mean, suck it out, you know." He was blushing, I was sure of it and Mark laughed as his semi-hard cock pulled free of me with a soft plopping sound."You want to lick me clean?" I grinned at him. "Okay." Yeah, I like doing it anyway and Mark's cum ... Well..." Chris laughed."You like that too, huh?" Mark nodded..