Eventually, tea was over and I was told to go to my room and unpack. The room that was to be mine for the next few days was, beyond doubt, the mos... dreary I had ever seen, although in a strange way I felt happy in there; it matched my mood. After all, there is nothing worse than the juxtaposition of beauty and abomination. Outside, framed in a Gothic stained glass window, was a large oak tree which blocked out much of the sunlight, yet somehow razor shape shafts of brilliance beat their way. She so wanted to see him erect, she hadn't gotten enough of him since they were married and she was still curious about a man's sexual parts and how they worked.With an impish smile on her lovely face Andrea pulled at Michael's zipper, opening his fly, and reached inside.Michael said in a merry tone, "Whoa, baby! You wanna cause an accident or something!?'" No sweetheart, you keep your eyes on the road and I'll keep mine on your lap. If we both do what we're concentrating on then we'll be just. "I wanna see what it looks like down there. See if you are all loose and saggy!" Jessa teased before she dove her face between her older sister's legs."AAAHHHH Jessa!! Be careful! I'm really sensitive and a bit sore!"Jessa lifted her face and had a mischievous smile and replied "Goodie!"Then the preteen bent down and ran her tongue all along the reddened pussy of her older sister. She was rewarded with a loud gasp and body spasm, plus a yummy taste of pussy juice. She then spread the fat. This was the last and most enduring conversation he would have with his Grandfather; it would echo in his head throughout his school and professional years.Michael was excited as he packed up his stuff into his 73 Pontiac Firebird and got ready to head off to college. There were the customary weeping exchanges with his parents and the promises to call as soon as he arrived.The drive to Gainesville gave Michael a chance to think about what was to come and what was complete.He had enjoyed his.