Grace might have been sweet to me but that doesn’t mean she didn’t give my mother a run for money when we were kids; she never missed an opportuni...y to contradict, disobey and otherwise vex my mother. But mom was in charge…dad was along for the ride. I understood all this later on. Grace and I were always close and I used to ask her all the time why she gave mom such a hard time and her answers always were something like, “You just don’t know her; you follow her around like a puppy waiting to. ”That also afforded us a chance to run the Master PC scanning program on her son; he wasn’t fine. He wasn’t even close. The infant had a congenital heart defect and spinal defect that it identified as spina bifida.“Jesus,” I whispered to Mitch. “Has this kid even seen a doctor? These things would have turned up in just about any postnatal exam.”But with just a couple of keyboard taps, Mitch had already instituted the corrections; Tommy was now as healthy as his mother claimed he was, and would. Without any warning I reached behind my back and shakily unsnapped my bra. I had never understood exactly why men complained about the simple clasps. In this moment of sexual tension and frustration I completely understood. Even my experienced hands struggled at the metal’s seemingly unbreakable bond.When it was finally released my daddy’s slightly calloused fingertips pulled the garment off my body. The blush immediately crept up my cheeks as he admired my chest. Acting on what appeared to be. Had to be something too it.“Push babe push” Sam said. Harry’s sperm, mixed with her cum, filled her crack. Sam lapped that up then shoved his tongue into her as deep as he could, trying to find more.“Ah… you mind if I cleaned you up too? You know. Like with my mouth?” Sam asked Harry.“Go for it. My tip's pretty sensitive now so go easy”.Sam started on Harry’s balls licking off Mandy’s juices that had collected down there. Then up all over and around his shaft before tenderly taking his tip in.