Jackson is so proud of his grill work and he always is looking to find out what wine we brought. We should go." She spent the next hour in my arms on ...he couch. I felt like such a fool for worrying about the lack of sex, and felt like an even bigger ass for what I had done with Anne. As good as the sex was with her, I needed to end this as soon as possible. It wasn't worth my marriage to let my little head do the thinking for the big one. That evening we went to the party. A party is not an. We all know he’s full of shit and had never seen a girl naked except in a magazine, but we also didn’t know anything about girls either. I can honestly say I don’t remember her crotch smelling like anything but chlorine, but I still felt dirty and a little aroused doing it. I went into the house to wash off and I’m pretty sure I jerked off again before my shower.Later that evening our mom had come home and started dinner. I was on the couch reading something for school and was oblivious to the. " He sat up and said "I found some pictures of her that my Dad took, you want to see them?" I said "You bet I would." We got up and went inside.I waited on the sofa while he went to get the photos, my cock started growing hard in anticipation. He returned carrying a shoe box and sat down next to me. When he opened the box there must have been dozens of pictures in it. He handed me some of them and as I looked through them my cock was throbbing in my shorts. "Damn she has great tits and I love. I'll be careful how we both approach this. I don't think you need to worry about Alex either, he's certainly pretty cautious about this. We'll make you proud of our choices." Very good," our father concluded with a satisfied nod. "Now let's get moving, we apparently have several anxious young women waiting," he teased as he wrapped his arm around mom's shoulder and moved on.We had no embarrassing scenes on our way to Canal Street, the start of the French Quarter, but several people still turned.