You said it was very special when you made love with him, I want it to be special for me too. I've learned a lot this week. I know I like sex, I like ...eing touched. I don't know how many fingers I've had in me, but I liked everyone." Mo giggled and blushed. "I even liked it when a boy put his finger in my butt!" You're kidding, didn't it hurt?" I asked."Kind of, but if felt good too!" Mo said. "Did anyone do that to you?"I shook my head. "No, not yet anyway." So, are you going to move your. What she saw made her gasp in shock and, even though she jerked her head back and closed the door immediately, the vision would be permanently etched into her mind.Both of the girls were in the same bed and still sound asleep. There was an undeniable intimacy about their pose as well as Ruth was lying on her side with Kristen was spooned up behind her, her face hidden in her sister's hair and one arm securely wrapped around the younger girl's middle. The blankets had been kicked off sometime. She was lying down in bed naked and she called me near her.Jo: Son it’s paining down there and will you kiss me there?Me: Yes, mom, I will do it.I came between her legs and started licking. She was moaning and she let out orgasm and she was breathing heavily.Me: Do you need more kissing, mom?Jo: No son just come and hug me.I was still in my shorts and t-shirt. She hugged me gave me kiss in my head , then to my cheeks. Then she went to my lips and started to kiss. She was kissing me for five. I brought it for her and she sat back with a sigh."I suppose you want to know why I think you're my father," She asked.At my nod, she reached down into her small backpack and retrieved a purse and upon opening it she handed me a strip of photos from one of those booths you see around and an old business card."I'm Ruth, these were my mum's. They're all I have when my dad kicked me out after she died," she said with tears in her eyes.I looked at the photo and recognised myself from fifteen or so.