Washing me like I had not been washed since I was a little boy. ?Close your eyes, I?m going to wash your hair,? she said. I did as I was told and soon...I felt her fingers washing my pee pee. It felt good, but I didn?t know what was happening to me. She washed me very gently and after a few minutes said, ?That?s enough for now, now let?s get you out and get you dried.?It felt good to have my sisters fawning over me, using nice plush towels to dry my skin and hair. Mary was still naked and she. Billy reached down and stroked it and then cupped his hard scrotum which had swollen up at the base of his massive cock. It almost filled his hand and he gently squeezed his throbbing testicles. "Soon, boys," he said aloud. "Soon."He pulled the old sewing tape from its hiding place and measured, something he did to satisfy his curiosity as well as for bragging rights with his buddies. Not quite nine inches yet no matter how he held his rigid cock, trying to get the bend out of it. Almost seven. I look over, blink seductively, and whisper, “Hello love! Glad you could make it. Oh, come to me my sweet darling, and pour us some wine to toast this special occasion.”He quickly joins me on the rug, kisses me hello, passionately. He then reaches for the wine, pours two glasses. He hands me one, then holds his glass up, and says, “Here’s to us darling.”We clink glasses and take a drink. He then takes both goblets, and sets the off to the side. Once again he pulls me close and kisses me. How could I not notice a pure feminine being like that? She's basically perfect, apart from her huge long pointy nose that she's always been really self conscious about.She told me she's never cut it, and her dad confirmed that fact when we last met at a café. It went pretty well. I'm nobody special, but he seemed to like me. . Well, no.t. . hate me, at least. He's a rich business man and Isobel is his jewish princess.Don't judge me for what I did. You have to understand, I've been sex starved.