I hook my legs over her arms, reaching out one hand to retrieve the belt and coiling her plaits around the other as I push her open, panting mouth bac... into my soaking crotch.“Time for you to make me feel good, cutie pie” I murmur as I push her head down into my bush, thrusting my clit towards her mouth.“Lick me”, I say. A pause. I feel the tip of her smooth tongue dart out and touch my engorged little nub, sending a shiver through me like a static shock. At the same time I feel pressure on my. “There’s no such thing.”“There is,” I assured her. “It’s truly called ‘epididymal hypertension’.”“I don’t believe you.”“Hand me your iPhone.”“Where’s your phone?” she asked.“I lost it somewhere.”Amelia picked hers up from the couch next to her and handed it to me. I opened the browser and, after the third time trying to type on a miniscule keyboard, handed it back.She studied the Wikipedia page. “Wow! It’s true!”“Uh-huh. And I’m suffering badly, honey.”Amelia glanced at me. It was a wondrous. "Give me that remote!" Heturned to my wife and said "Lisa?" "What Mike?" she quipped. "Hey, call me honey. I have the remote, come on." He joked. She waited a few seconds then said "What Honey?" "We were wondering earlier, are you wearing a bra under your t-shirt?" She again waited a bit before answering "No." "Well, since you don't seem to like underwear, I say take off your pantiestoo then." Mike said as he pretended to press buttons on the remote. Lisa looked over at me for a second then. Would you agree to that?" I asked the girl and looked for anysign her brother would comply.Heinrich's daughter thought a moment then nodded her head. I looked ather brother for his answer. He tugged on his sister's dress sleeve.They turned away from us and I heard some short discussion ensue. Thequick huddle concluded with both children nodding to each other."You would really stay and play with us?" She asked.I gave them my brightest smile.The girl looked to her brother once more. He nodded.