." It's out of the question," said her grandmother. "You're not old enough, not for a few more years." But there was already a note of defeat in her v...ice.The man put a comforting hand on the old woman's shoulder. "I know how you feel, Madrone, but one must not refuse an invitation to the Festival, it would be very...rude." Oh, thank you, Papa!" Natasha threw her arms around her father and gave him a kiss.Dinner was a very quiet affair that evening. Madrone served the food with a stern look on. I didn’t see anything wrong with it because I thought they were far too young for any thoughts about sex. I found out later that was a mistake because they were in an experimenting age and both boys were able to get erections that were clearly inexperienced but as they say, practice makes perfect.Finally, they were all sound asleep and nobody the wiser because we got them all back in their own beds before the parents came home.Sandra and I were resting on the sofa in a passive 69 position with. Its two masts were rigged neatly. The crew had just finished taking down every line and splicing or replacing any damaged ropes. As Will looked the ship over it occurred to him that the jib seemed odd.His narrowed his eyes in thought. He hadn’t seen that design before. It looked too long, like when the jib was unfurled it would actually overlap with the mainsail a bit. He was an experienced sailor, but he had no idea what purpose that would serve.The crew was a mixture of lean men and women. My mind was occupied with thoughts of how hard her nipples had been with my fingers just barely brushing them. I thought back to our one time together and how hot she became when I licked and teased her swollen clitty while massaging those sensitive nipples. Just as I was pulling up the taste of her from the deep recess of my favorite erotic memories, she was back seated next to me with a plate and a small piece of cake."Hey, where is the frosting?" I asked, taking notice that the cake had been.