I could not have done it without your love and support."Tiffany smiled. "Hey, I get it. I've loved big dicks all my life, so I wouldn't feel right den...ing you that same love. And you still occasionally pleasure my pussy with your tongue and cock, so everyone is a winner!" What did you get me?" John asked, looking at the present. Tiffany stopped rubbing herself, a small wet spot becoming visible in the crotch of her white panties.Grabbing the iPad, she said, "Soon. First, let's look at some. ‘That’s enough hugging, thank you Harry. You could have been a bit more enthusiastic.’ That comment surprised Harry, he’d been unaware that he’d taken his hands off her shoulders to hug her. But he had been entwined, his arms around her and her tits squashed against his chest – and he’d not even noticed. He was showing his age. The sixty-one year old has a physique of a fit man in his late forties and the stamina to match, only the whitening of his hair and the age on his driver’s license. When Harry woke up, an hour so later, Samantha was nestled up close beside him, fast asleep.He yawned and scratched his pubic hair feeling the hair all stuck together with cum, sweat and blood. He smiled as he remembered taking Samantha's cherry. His cock hard with both lust and a need to piss. He untangled himself from Samantha and walked slowly to the bathroom, naked. Samantha woke as her brother got up, her sleepy eyes watched as he walked to the bathroom, her gaze fixed on his slim hard. I tried to count the number of times she'd rendered me spellbound with her beauty. In the very recent past, she'd made my jaw drop as a sexy bombshell. Now, she'd charmed me with class and elegance.Many twenty-year-olds would prefer to wait for a private moment to tell a date how beautiful she looks. I did no such thing. Putting my life experience to good use once again, I expressed my feelings on the matter right in front of everyone."You look stunning," I told her simply."Thank you, Pat," she.