“Why aren’t you in your own bed?” “I had a nightmare, and Gram wouldn’t let me in. She answered, blushing with shame. “Please, I’m afrai... to be alone. Can I say here with you?” “Geez, sis, this bed is hardly big enough for me!” he protested. “Just go back to your own. Nothing will happen to you, I promise.” “I’m scared to sleep alone.” she said. “You know I get nightmares when I do.” “Well, okay, just for tonight, I guess. Tomorrow, you really have to try, though.” “Thanks, Billy, you’re the. I moved down to his balls and took one, then both of them gently into my mouth and felt the hairyness as I sucked on them. After feeling them in my mouth for a short time, I wanted to return to his cock. I let them slip out of my mouth and moved back up toward his hard cock and let it slowly slip between my lips and fill my mouth again.He pulled up on my head and said, “Whoa, I don’t want to cum that soon.” So I pulled up from sucking his cock and sat back on the couch and was feeling and. We started to kiss passionately again and I let my hands wander over her ample breasts, she gasped as she obviously liked that. I moved my hand down and undid her white jeans and pulled down her zip, slid my hand inside her now wet panties and started to finger her very wet cunt. She loved it with her back arching and her breathing deeper as I plunged my fingers in and out of that wet hole, I lost count of how many times she squirted.She then pushed me back against the wall and said "I want to. So she continues to wear her C-cups…for another month or two anyway.When I said willing to try anything I meant that too. Her three best girlfriends love to spend Saturday evenings at our house because our parents are never home, we always have plenty of wine to drink, and because I’m there. They really seem to like me and like them too.You see I help my dad make wine in our cellar. We have a whole lot of six-gallon carboys full and some half full of wine. Some are ten years old and some are.