"I know how to make it up to her," he said.He walked into the living room, where Tiffany and Henry were watching cartoons. "Hey, you kids like a dog s...ed ride?" he said.Both were up like a shot. "Get dressed warm," he said. "I'll be out back."Mike went back outside, and gave each of the five dogs a little personal attention. The kids were outside in record time; for once, Henry got dressed quicker than Tiffany. He put the two kids in the sled basket, then headed across the road, to where the. As I stood up to get a beer for Diana, I noticed that Mark had a semi-erection, but didn’t seem to be hiding it from Sonia.Keeping a hand casually in front of my crotch in an attempt to hide my own erection, which was much further along than Mark’s semi, I grabbed a beer from the ice chest and sat back down on the bench seat in the back of the boat next to Diana perched on the platform. It seemed she had trimmed her thick bush of pubic hair since our night of strip poker – just short enough so. Rolling back onto her heels, she looked up at his face, slick with sweat. The length popped from her lips, standing to attention mere inches away. Her fingers encircled him again, rubbing him with a slight twist of her wrist before her mouth captured his swollen head.The moans came quickly now as she held him, his exposed tip subjected to her tongue's lapping spin-cycle, while she squeezed hot drops of precum onto her tickling muscle. Laura's eyes never left his while she furiously stroked him. And I think you did the right thing. You had to get your sister out of there.”“What sucks is I’ve had such a good relationship with my mom for years, and she’s always been totally cool. Then she just loses her mind over this.”“Mike, I’m not defending anyone, but put yourself in her shoes. She has a psychiatrist telling her this stuff happened, plus some circumstantial evidence. As a mom, I think you would have to worry. And you would have to expect to be lied to. If you add in the fact that it.