"If I had been born back in your day, you are the kind of girl that I would have searched the world to find."Beth's lips curved into a smile. "And her... I thought only the Irish had the gift of Blarney."Bob laughed aloud. "Well you have to remember, my Viking ancestors spent a lot of time in Ireland before Brian Boru kicked us out. And a good many took home Irish wives when we went. Us Vikings always know a good deal when we see one."Beth roared with laughter at Bob's whimsical version of. That belief was quite true with us even though we literally had not discussed it in our first twenty years of married life. It might have been more true with me as I was just grateful Ash would even touch the thing. Maybe that's why I could never fathom what the big deal was with gays. She literally had never looked at, much less studied her vagina and touching someone else's, especially licking or sucking on one, was way into her gross out territory. That's the mindset we came from. Remember. With the tender love I felt in father's arms I was finally able to get some sleep that night, but by the next morning I knew I wanted more. My father had to get up early that morning for work, he tried to be careful not to disturb me, but I knew he was getting up. Just before he left, he ran his finger gently and lovingly across my cheek and I heard him whisper "I love you", and then he was gone. That gesture of affection was so sweet and after all I had gone through and realized the night. Finally she put her hand on Jamie's hand and said he had to stop it was too much for her. And then breathing deeply she lay back and with her hand searched for Jamie's dick. Once she found it she snuggled up to Jamie and holding his dick went to sleep and he did as well.It was about half an hour later when Jamie awoke to his soft dick being sucked. When he moved Helen looked up at him with his dick in her mouth and his balls in her hand. It formed an unusual picture but one he hoped he would.