” He said and up went the newspaper.I loved helping my Dad and he knew he could sweeten any deal by promising that at the end we would work together... Mom showed me the stuff that needed to go, “Now all of this needs to be neatly placed in the boxes, I don’t want you to just stuff things in them,” she said.There were piles of old towels, sheets, and blankets and them some clothing that had been piled around after Jim and I outgrew them. “Make sure you separate the boys clothes from mine and do. And the jiggling and wiggling of yours just adds to the excitement.”The last comment got Carrie laughing, once again confusing me if she was interested in our sexual play or angry at me for paying so much attention to her breasts. For better or worse she went out to the bedroom and got dressed. I dried off and dressed quickly and we chatted briefly about her ordering a new washer. She’d take care of it the next day and let me know when it would be delivered. I thanked her being such a good. Now facing me, I began the ascend, Rubbing along her shins , up her thighs, using both hands on each leg I squeezed , massaging deeply , hearing her constant sounds of pleasure is bringing me to my boiling point. As I look up at her beautiful face I am reminded why I loved her so much. I gently lifted one leg and d****d it over my shoulder as I lean in , the sight of her delicious shaved pussy is so inviting , slowly my tongue runs along the wet slit, I felt a hand stroking my head prompting. Steve handed us hard lemonade as we walked up to his house and high-fived Jake."Hey bro, this is David and Jack. Don't play poker with them." David and Jack both laughed. David shook my hand."Hi, I'm Jenna." David, nice to meet you." He had a deep voice, and seductive eyes. If I wasn't careful, Jake was going to be pissed by the end of the night."and this is Dov," Steve said, "he's an Israeli exchange student."I don't speak Israeli, so I wasn't sure what to say. Fortunately, Dov apparently.