He caught her arm behind her back and lifted it just a bit."I'm only going to ask this once, and I think you'll understand why," he said. "Did I hurt ...ou earlier, or does this hurt now?" Not really," she smiled, "but why do you ask?"He pushed her forward, twisting her arm and bending her body at the waist, in preparation of entering her."Because I have barely begun to kiss every bit of you," he answered, "and I intend to twist your arm to force you to accept me like this, and any other way that. The subtle way her body began to writhe, and the deep rise and fall of her chest told him how strongly she felt his tender kisses.Oh, he loved licking her like this, but nothing he could physically feel could match the satisfaction he received from drawing such an honest and feral reaction from her. His tongue built a cadence over her clit, flicking with insidious intent until his woman was panting with need.‘Fuckin’-A, look at her!' he thought excitedly as his gazed traveled up the curves of. “Relax, Matt,” Kris soothed. “I’m not putting you down for that. Ithink it’s kinda sweet. Besides, I like the idea of being the first oneyou make it with.”“Aw, Sis,” Matt said as his sister’s arms went around his neck and theypressed their lips together. He fondled one of the girl’s large titsthrough her gown.Kris gasped and stretched out on top of her brother, both of themtoppling back against the bed. She ground her crotch against. I’d already had the baby. My eyes popped open. ‘The baby?’ My voice was raspy. ‘He’s alive Maggie. He’s a boy!’ Matt answered. I tried to focus on Matt. He held my hand. He wore blue paper clothes and a paper hat over his head. I might have laughed except for his face. His eyes were swollen, and his perfect skin was blotchy. He sniffed as he brought his hand up to my cheek. ‘It’s a boy?’ Matt’s eyes were wet, and his voice trembled as he spoke. ‘Oh Mag, you should see him. He’s so little, but.