Let me enjoy this a bit longer." He stroked his son's head, marveling at the hair that had sprouted during the long months of his deployment. He looke... around the room. Perfect. Just what he had dreamed about for Christmas. The fireplace smoldering; almost out but the glowing coals still warming and providing the only light other than the Christmas Tree lights. Even his feet up on the coffee table, ankles crossed, was how he had imagined it with his wife and son tucked against him.It was so. Now u r not my brother u r my husband. Then I removed her pant and panty. Now she also nude in front of me. I said u r very beautiful dear. Love to watch u without dress.I asked her to keep my penis in her mouth, But she refused.I didn’t force her. I left then I kissed her in lips and all over her body.She had not shaved her armpits and pussy. I kissed in her pussy and she lifted me up WE started to kiss in lips and again and I kept my penis over her pussy and said Saranya am going to fuck my. Then the questioning went toward Camille while me translator filled me in.Her mother asked Camille if she loved me. She replied that she thought so. She then asked Camille how many children she wanted and she answered, as many as I could give her. Then her mother asked her if she was still a virgin to which she replied that she was.After that the questions got much more intimate. Had I ever seen a girl naked before…just in magazines. Had I ever felt of a girls breasts or vagina before…no ma’am.. Lisa was, that girl. The untouchable one we all knew in high school. She was about five foot five with shoulder-length blonde hair and the most amazing cobalt blue eyes. She was a cheerleader, of course, and had the kind of figure you don’t see as much anymore. She was very curvy, with nicely rounded hips and ass, and her firm breasts looked to easily be C-cups. This was the girl found in every high school that every hormonal teenage boy lusted after. And probably the reason her ultra-religious.