But the feel of Gloria's nipple was too much to resist. Gloria seemed puzzled at Alice's attentions."Alice, whatever are you doing? I don't think we a...e supposed to do that." Just relax, Gloria, I am just touching you a little. Open your legs, I want to see something." Alice, Your fingers are in my, you know! Oh, that is so nice, Alice. Please don't stop."She stroked Gloria's pussy with deep gentle movements of her fingers. Gloria's slit began to squirt into her hand as if it were being stroked. “I’ll tie it on the roof. You wont tell dad will you? He thinks I’m coming alone,” she said.“What happens in Gatehouse plantation stays there,” I said. “It’s a long drive from Philly?”“Oh I live in Grenada now. Dad built me a real house on the same road as him. He feels I need taking care of.” she said.“Well we can talk about that when you get here. That is if you want to.” I said. She broke the connection after confirming she would arrive on Friday after office hours.The days dragged by and. It was the first time that we had really bothered with Christmas trimmings since Dad left, and I felt that we had finally turned an emotional corner. We spent the evening at home just watching old black and white Christmas videos of ‘Holiday Inn’ and ‘It’s a Wonderful Life’ at Emma’s insistence, Mum enjoyed them as well and both of them sniffled at the appropriate places. In truth I thoroughly enjoyed both films, but then they had come from MY collection of classic movies, I didn’t shed tears. During the blow job, I kinda of noticed that she was not doing the same things she did earlier. All she did was go up and down on my cock. She did not suck on my balls or lick my anus and when I was close to cumming (I told her I was about to cum) she stopped and finished me with her hand. After the shower, I decided to ask her about her day and what she did. Than I realized that it was not Tia who I fucked earlier, it was her sister Mia. Later that day, right before we were leaving for.