Your hand feels good too. User your fingernails, scrape my balls with your fingernails. Oh fuck, oh damn sis... I love your fingernails on my balls...”“Geez Karen, look at how much of that stuff is coming out now!”Precum flowed freely out of John’s dick as Janet’s fist pumped out more of the clear liquid with each upward stroke of her fist. These two girls were getting John very close to blowing his load.John put his arm over Janet’s back and pulled her naked body closer to his. She snuggled. Adversity usually makes an individual stronger, and the same could be said of both the orphaned girls. They could afford a cheap, but decent education, and were growing up to be mature, responsible girls, who not only took great care of their mother, but also worked very hard at their studies so they could earn as soon as possible and alleviate their family from their meager position. Their mother had instilled very good values in them, and they both had developed very high ideals, and knew. ”“That’s not what I’m talking about. Well, kind of. I know I’m smart as hell, but it helped me with my self-esteem as you made me look outside of just my intellect. Something I’d never done before.”She hugged me and gave me a kiss on the neck. Well that got a reaction from a certain part of my anatomy. Kiku felt it and started wiggling her ass in my lap.“Well, there’s the reaction I was wanting.”“So far from the shrinking violet that I first met.”“Thanks to you.”“You did the work.” Kiku leaned. I told the operator what had happened in a slightly calmer voice then I had told Paul. She told me to stay where I was and an officer would be there to talk to me shortly. As I hung up the phone, I felt my knees start to give. Paul must have seen me swoon, cause he reached out, caught me, and began to pull me toward his front room. He sat me in a big, comfy recliner and went back out into the hall. He returned with the glass in his hand and held it out to me. I looked at it quizzically, not.