Jim fondled her buttocks which did indeed still bear the marks of Rick's belt and asked me to bend over next to my sister so he could compare four rec...ntly beaten sisterly cheeks (if you recall, I had also taken a thrashing that night!)Of course I obliged being dressed in the same way as my sister. Jim was wearing a bath robe only and so neither of us was very surprised to see that after his session of botty (and fanny) fondling, his erect cock was poking through the front of the blue paisley. However, not being able to feel intricate details, he fought free even of my strength.I rolled away, crouched and ready. The man I had tackled stood up and looked at me. The hood hid his face, but not the piercing thoughts he projected."Nautikuus! You should have given up. You should have gone home. You should have died!" that last was nearly spat at me."Not on your life." I could feel the warmth returning to my hands. For that matter, the snow felt warmer than the cold that had enveloped my. His arms lifted and held her as well.Once they had relaxed, Sue continued. "After an orgasm, a man is very weak and vulnerable. At that time, holding him tells him that you care. Even if what happens between a man and a woman is just sex, at that point, the caring can start to grow into real love. If there is already love, the closeness helps it grow. Will, can you feel the caring coming from Cutie?"His voice was muffled, but Will answered, "I feel it." And Cutie, can you feel the caring from. She moaned a little and very softly giggled and push back against me. I had to taste it now too. My face was already inches away and my the time she could push me off I would have gotten what I want. So I dove in. Like a dog with ice-cream I tore into her with my tongue. She jumped a little and started to get up but lushed her ass back down and against me face with my other arm. She wasn't really trapped but acted like it, and soon was sobered up to another intense orgasm. "Oh fuck!" She belted.