She fell into my arms and we both fell down and she had a surprised look on her face. We both lay there for some time and looking into each other’s ...yes. Her eyes spoke they spoke of longing, of abandonment, of being neglected. I understood I did not ask her anything there were no sexual undertones in that request and I felt none. It was as if a daughter was asking her father to hold her a little longer. It was like a sister asking her brother to hold her a little longer.I held her close as we. When it became apparent that they were both asleep, he reached out and rested his hand on Hermione’s so that his middle finger lined up with hers over Ginny’s clit. With his middle finger, he began to stroke ever so slightly. When neither one of the girls woke up, he began to move his fingers a bit more. Ginny was starting to get wet, and the bit of lubrication allowed his and Hermione’s fingers to slip in more easily. He leaned forward a bit and began to lick her nipple.Ginny moaned and. My Pa did not pay much mind ta that kind of talk. He always said, "Hell, I am too busy tryin' ta put food on the table ta worry 'bout politics an' what some folks is doin' ta niggers."I found out later that talk like that was all well an' good in 1857 or 1858, but it was right dangerous in 1859. About that time, some folks figured that my pa was soft on state's rights an' the slavery issue, soz they planned a little party ta "reason" with him.I did not know anythin' 'bout this 'til I was ridin'. I was moaning more and more, while the build-up was close.I then, reach behind and grab his hand that was fingering my ass and made him finger my ass faster. With that action, he stopped altogether and shoves me onto his bed.He grabbed something from a drawer and joined me on his bed. We get into a 69 position and start sucking each other’s cocks. I’m too eager and take too much in at first and start to gag. I was too caught up, not trying to gag to notice, that the something he took from.