”I’d risked another glance at her face as I said it. Saw her roll her eyes and grimace. “Bloody hell,” my aunt muttered to herself. She showed...signs of a temper when she continued. “Look. All right, let’s stop the nonsense, Mikey. Let’s just be honest. I promise this is solely between us. I mean it. You can be truthful. I won’t be angry.”When I didn’t say anything, my Aunt Janet murmured, “Bloody hell. How many times…? All right, I’ll say it again. Mikey, I know you’ve been looking at me.”The. Bridgett reached over and turned my light off. Mom said good night and continued down the hall to her bedroom. Dad was right behind her.Bridgett whispered, “Mom told you to get in bed so you had better get undressed.”I got undressed and she got under the covers. When I slipped in next to her she grabbed a hold of my cock and whispered, “I still want to suck it.”My sister slipped her head under the covers and in a moment I felt her warm breath blowing on the head of my cock, I felt her kiss it,. She stood before him and he stood up. "Lift your arms up." Brooke didn't know what was happening but she did what she was told. "Let's see what you have been growing under that shirt." John reached out, taking hold of the bottom of her shirt. He quickly pulled it over her head and tossed it on the couch. Brooke felt herself blush as she put her arms across her chest. This was the first time she had ever had her body exposed to a man. John quietly told her, "Put your arms down Brooke." . I need….you. I don’t know how………….’ Leanna whispered, the longing and need in her voice as well as her words. ‘Tell me……….’ her voice trailed off, unsure of what was expected. ‘Have you ever been with a man?’ James asked, not sure if it would matter, but he needed to know. ‘No. I’ve only been kissed twice. Once when I was seventeen a boy kissed me and tried to touch….my…..breast. I didn’t let him though. And the other time, this man wanted to marry me but I didn’t like him and he forced himself.