They all begin to tickle Dave from head to toe and he begins laughing hysterically and bucking his body around the bed. His laughter gets so high that...he begins to sound like a girl as he is screaming at the top of his lungs. The tickling goes on for about 5 minutes and Dave is constantly begging them to stop. As he begs, they tickle faster and faster. Eventually, they stop tickling and Dave's screams begin to subside. Sarah grabs the big bottle of baby oil off the nightstand and pours it all. Maybe it wasn't as hard as he was trying to make it.The situation was guaranteed to promote intimacy. Her bare, smooth body felt wonderful against him and her worshipful hand had him well on his way to full hardness. She was looking down at what she was doing, so he put two fingers under her chin and gently lifted her face up. Then, he lowered his own face and kissed her gently.She was the one who pulled back from the kiss, but only long enough to look searchingly into his eyes. Regardless of. Now I know that one of my stature should not expect Miss America to return his gaze in the mirror, but anyone but my sister! Please! Oh well, I guess we are what we are, or at least what our makeup makes us seem.Anyway, out came the camera, the flash, the backdrop and the commands to "Keep your legs together, you're supposed to be a lady!" and "Straighten your shoulders. If you're going to wear a bra you may as well show off your attributes." Somehow those 36 exposures ran through my wardrobe. And I guess what I've been asking you is really personal too. But no I have not gone all the way with anybody." "So what do you do on your hot dates that you've been on?" "Well I've given lots of hand jobs and a number of blow jobs." Carol was feeling a bit of pressure at my questioning and suggested we watch some movies. We didn't mention our discussion about sex for the rest of the weekend. Two weeks later on her next weekend stay over she burst in with more questions. Carol wanted to know.