It was euphoric. Drew had his hand clamped to her by her hand and while she now had her thighs crushed together, he still had his finger inside her bu... could not move it now. Her juices were dripping from her and she was in ecstasy. Her orgasm finally subsided, she looked at Drew. He was in a bit of shock, he had never seen a woman have such a powerful orgasm or squirt her fluids. She lent forward and cradled his head against her small breasts. "Thank you, Drew, thank you. That was the best. I. This library is better for us now; it isn't so navy and it has a much wider spread. Hobson was good to take us up to the end of school but just that — very narrow. Here covers everything, well so far, and the 'net gives us what isn't here. With George's PDA to help we have really got going." I was not so good until my brothers came" Hazel admitted and them smugly "but I was only four then and now I'm six. They helped a lot with the 'basics', they call it; but they weren't doing well until. Listening by the door served this dual purpose. It sounded to me like a small group, 3 or 4 voices, mixing some drinks and thankfully not concerned with the laundry room. They were just getting into a discussion about whether to measure the vodka or just dump it in when Bens hand closed over my mouth and he pressed me gently but firmly against the door. Startled and totally certain that whatever he had in mind was a bad idea, I struggled as quietly as I could. He held me tightly and then his. What surprised me were the changes in Mark and Gemma's bodies since I'd last seen them. He had developed broad, muscular shoulders, like his dad's, and was over six feet tall, while she had 'filled out' with all her womanly curves, and legs long in relation to her body. I found I was holding my breath as I looked at her. Her bosom had definitely grown, her breasts held in place by a strong brassiere, and thrusting forward, challengingly. She wasn't wearing particularly tight clothing either,.