He kisses and sucks the same spot on my neck as he moves the finger out and further in.Then a second finger joins it and he begins to pick up the pace... His hand moves to my cock to stroke up and down in rhythm with the press of his fingers in and out. I reach down to grasp at his thigh, fingernails digging into his skin as I squirm against him.He slides his hand from my balls to grab my leg and hold it up in the air, giving his other hand more access as he thrusts his fingers all the way in and. I said: ok, good night and left the room.I went to my room and lay on my bed and started to rethink about the discussion which happened between me and my sister just now. It striked to me suddenly what she said she said, she is married now and was not worried about anything"what is that anything? Anything is, she not worried now even if something wrong happens between us. I immediately went to her room and asked her the meaning of what she said -- she just smiled and bent her head.I understood. Christmas break had just started, so there was no school to worry about. I wasted little time wolfing down just enough cereal to satisfy Mom that I'd had breakfast and headed for our front door."Sean! Put on your heavy coat please and make sure you've got a hat and gloves, Mister!" called Mom.Once I'd bundled up to Mom's satisfaction, I opened the door. Snow had fallen overnight, and it made everything look fresh and clean. There was something else different about the morning though and it. She'd at first dried it with a rag, but soon finished off rubbing it with her hands.A burst of purple smoke burst out through the tip of the lamp, and suddenly a legless, obese, purple skinned, partially transparent figure floated from above a sea of purple smoke emitted from the lamp. The hovering creature was of course, a genie, having been stuck in there for who knows how long? Maybe thousands of years? Or maybe only since the last tenant went crazy.With a goatee, a bald head, golden.