The taste of her soft luscious lips on mine, and the tip of her tongue caressing mine. Her eyes – ohhh, her gorgeous cat’s-eyes which often stayed...open to let me lose myself in their depth. The way she sweetly called me ‘Milacik’ – a word that I came to know so well, and which expressed her love so many different ways. The same word could express a multitude of meanings – sometimes a question, sometimes a playful scold, other times a caress, but always a promise of unending bliss. She. I licked and kissed the tender valleys between Leah’s pussy and thigh. With no pubic hair to hinder me, I had a visual and oral delight. Boy oh boy, I was a happy pussysucking camper this morning!Once again, I sucked my sis’ clit, but then my tongue spread the delicate butterfly wings of her inner pussylips. It licked the wings then dove inside her hot, wet, vaginal hole. How she did it, I’m not sure, but Emi poured molasses inside. My taste buds tasted an erotic combination of tangy,. My fingers grazed the flesh of her chest, tracing the shape of her torso. I kissed every inch of her exposed body, getting a slight moan from each touch, each kiss, each motion. Next was the denim. I began by unzipping the jeans, giving her room to wiggle that fabulous butt, moving the jeans down slightly. I then snipped from the waist down, revealing her skin (without underwear in between) to the open air. Tearing them off, I began to kiss her feet. Left to right and back again, each kiss. From the sounds she uttered she was enjoying herself tremendously. "Fuck! Fuck daddy, this is so good! Do it harder, deeper". And so on.I finally managed to move. I went to my room, which is next to Tammy's, sat on my bed and just started crying. I suddenly remembered all my school friends who had ruined families. Families where the husband cheated on his wife and then left or got kicked out, families where the wife cheated and with the same results, and a family where the father is now.