Being the only other male in the family other than Dad, your grandparents made no secret that they enjoyed spoiling their granddaughters.Not the most ...ragic Christmas stories, you know, but the year after that, things seemed to get better, but got progressively worst. You had gotten a very expensive toy, one that was quickly sold out during the holidays. And just when your faith in the holiday seemed to get restored, several other kids from school who frequently bullied you took it upon. Max, though he didn’t intend to be, was a brilliant cunnilingist. His tongue against my labia and probing into what recesses of my vagina it could reach were the perfect accompaniment to my own stimulation.It was not a frequent tryst we would partake in, perhaps twice a month. I had to be assured we were completely alone in the house and I also wanted to keep it a special treat. I would make the most of it by preparing myself mentally in advance, brewing my anticipation to just the right pitch.. Finally, she fell into a light sleep. ??????????? She woke tothe sound of her chattering teeth, to find that all her blankets had beenthrown off the bed again. She sat up and rubbed the sleep out of her eyes. Theclock told her it was only 12:14.She had only been sleeping for a few hours. She got up, picked up her blanketsand layed back down to sleep for the rest of thenight. ??????????? ??????????? The nextmorning, Katie decided to go for a walk to the nearby library. She still didn'treally. She felt this climax would be way beyond that sensation, far more powerful.Anticipating the inevitable explosion that was building inside her, Lori whispered his name, the name of the man she loved. “Kiel, Kiel, Kiel,” she muttered with each thunderous stroke.Then the tsunami of sexual waves flowed over her — and she bellowed his name like never before: “Kiii-elll.” She drawled it out for several seconds before slumping into the mattress.LATER THAT DAYKiel was cleaning the kitchen when Lori.