S., and Vincent was asked by my father and again by my mother (in her suicide note) to adopt me, he accepted the awesome responsibility of trying to r...ar two children without a mother.Because of his rank and kind nature, many of the female officers and enlistees helped us tremendously, through those initial difficulties.Later on, Stevie and I became typical Army brats and melded in with the other kids at the base.When we were eleven, dad got an offer from a defense contractor that was just too. I felt uncomfortable. Of course I liked Baba, but that I should be his wife too, I had not expected. Besides, I was worried about Anne, how is she going to feel? Baba patted my hand. He felt that the new situation was strange to me. He spoke to Mustafa in Turkish, whereupon Mustafa told me not to worry and that we would talk together after breakfast.That morning, Mustafa helped me clean up while Baba and Anne walked into the city. Are you're not happy, he asked me while cleaning up. I love you,. She squirmed at my touch moaning softly with pleasure as she put her hands behind her back ready for the photo, instead of over her head like on the cover of the album. As soon as they were behind her back she was fishing in my trunks for my stiff cock, taking it in her hand she slowly started fondling it so nobody could see. Dave pointed the camera, totally oblivious to what she was doing, I stopped playing with her nipples and went back to cupping her breasts, Wendy kept stroking me gently. We tieded ourselves, clothes restored, zips zipped and left to go upstairs.S’s storyAs we left the lounge, my cock stuck stiffly out of my trousers, Reenie pulling me by the hand this time, along the hall, upstairs and into their bedroom. A superking bed filled much of the space, Reenie wasted no time in releasing my trousers and underpants, letting them fall to my ankles. I stripped quickly while she took off her skirt, exposing the hold-ups encasing her legs and a pair of vivid red and black.