She knew she had to do at least that she told herself. “I got something to tell you two” she began as she and her two sisters sat and ate. They lo...ked up and looked at her with “great” curiosity. She has news they thought. Now that’s new. They nodded their heads and smiled too. Wow, each thought simultaneously, their sister has some news. “Is it” and her one sister paused a moment before going on to ask “like exciting?” the one sister asked, sounding facetious. “Is it Trisha?” “Yeah, I think. His rough tongue sent shivers through Beth's body and she cried out for more, pushing them against his face."Lick my titties, Steve. Paint them with saliva," Beth encouraged him.Steve concentrated on covering every inch of flesh paying special attention to her perfect nipples and areola glands around them. By licking and then biting combined with feeling them Steve found the right combination of what to do and continued to do so for several minutes to the delight of Beth. Steve had never had. Yeah I bet. I remember just last year when I was seventeen, It happened to one of the cheerleaders . The guy she was dating he knocked her up she had a nice baby boy looked almost like the guy .We should eat then can I fuck you again uncle I suppose I could go another round sweetie . Uncle Jack do you think I am sexy?,Yes why do you ask . just wondering because I get no dates to any of our school dances . My Senior Prom is coming up at the end of this month , I totally forgot . your. He listens to an opera called La Forza del Destino, the force of destiny. That old philosophy professor of mine would argue that the force of destiny caused our hockey team to beat the Russian team. ‘ ‘So, according to him, we were destined to meet. It was predetermined.’ ‘I suppose, and, to extend the argument further, it’s predetermined where we’ll end up. Like it or not, Warren, we’re mere puppets on the strings of fate.’ ‘Puppets on the strings of fate…another opera in your dad’s.