And she thought as twinges went from her garden in every direction, that he was taking her somewhere new. She gave up the struggle as more waves came....Her breath caught and released as she whimpered with each twinge and something was building way deep inside. That dancing tongue seemed to know her better than anyone. And it was relentless. He was giving just what she needed. He tried to ignore his aching stretching manhood. Then she was in freefall, eyes closed and mouth open, the cry stuck in. “Was it worth waiting nine years for, honey?” I joked. She kissed me again and said, “What do you think, baby?” “I’m thinking I could do this all night, Carrie,” I said. She smiled sexily and said, “I know we could do more than that all night, darlin’.” ———– I followed her to where she lived. She unlocked the front door and we went inside. I asked her, “So, what happened between you and um……..what was his name again?” Carrie laughed and said, “Does it matter what his name is? I should have. Nobody there will mind if you get up close to them to get their smell. In fact, it’s expected. It’s how we say hello in our family. As soon as you catch a man’s smell, you’ll know how you’re related and feel at home with them. Just like your Uncle Will, and Nick. And they’ll get a smell of you and know you’re my son, and they’ll welcome you in with open arms.”“I think I’d like that. And everyone is going to be having sex?”“Yes. And you realize, you’re going to be new to the family. Everyone is. He remained seated in the car, watching her saunter up the steps, the plug gleaming in the sun until she turned around at the door, waiting for him to unlock it. He walked up to meet her, grabbing her ass with one hand and pushing his index against the toy while he unlocked the door with his other hand. “Bend over the couch,” he snapped dryly. She walked over and bent over as he had demanded. He spanked her, the snap echoing through the room. “Have I done well, Sir?” she asked. On the second.