Hecontinued licking ever so gently as she stroked his cocka few last times until Paul let out a loud groan as hiscock began spurting its hot white loa....Amanda kept squeezing it pointing it down toward the bedsheets not wanting to get any cum on herself except whatleaked onto her hands. His body jerked a few more timesas she squeezed the last of his cum from his veins. Shereached toward the end of the bed grabbing a towel andquickly wiped her hands dry before applying it ontoPaul’s. Then he told me to reread the story because I was wrong when I said he never mentioned the tattoo in the story after the part where the kid peeked.I already knew I'd screwed up there, because I'd read the story again the next day and saw where the kid sees that his sister's tattoo is of a dragon.Then he thanked me for reading and suggested that I relax a little and save being worried about stuff for real situations.Linda turned around and looked at me. She wasn't looking at my shorts this time.. It further made my life difficult as Sheila faded more and more as one or sometimes all three girls would console me while cuddling on the couch or flopping down on my lap at times to do what we had always done. We were one of those families that cuddled openly, modesty had been the rule though not so much that they had not seen me or Sheila naked or I them; but loving kisses and hugs had long prevailed as the norm; never in a sexual way, but with the love of family. Months went by and. I have much better things to slowly luxuriate over for the next couple of stolen hours. One more week and my raven haired temptress from the west will have time off at the same time as me and is coming to visit. (Excited stamp of feet and jump with glee.) Not, you understand, that I have been counting off the hours, even thinking about this now sends a tingle into my sex and has done over these last weeks, sometimes in rather embarrassing moments, appearing distracted during one of the sales.