If another carriage and a family of picnickers hadn’t shown up just then, Ada had no idea what would have happened. But what did happen was that Wil...iam quickly started gathering up the blanket and the remnants of their own picnicking. And he was still babbling in a false voice several steps up from his normal tone and continued doing so, talking about everything but what had just happened all the way back to Aunt Martha’s house. Even later in life Ada often wondered what would have happened as. I grunted a couple of times as my cock spewed its warm salty contents onto her tongue. Wiping a drip from the side of her mouth she swallowed it all. "Would you like to reciprocate?" she said with a smile as she stood and walked into the living room, shedding her pajamas as she went.Needless to say, I followed, my pants still around my ankles. She sat on the sofa, legs spread, neatly trimmed dirty blonde bush on display. This time it was my turn to drop to my knees, crawl forward until my nose. Three steps and I stood at the foot of the staircase."I'm right here in front of you." I said softly so as not to frighten her more than she already was."Are you mad at me?" She smiled hopefully, fearfully, hesitantly."No honey, I'm not mad." Mommy said I hurt your feelings."Nosey little mommy."It's okay Tink, I'll live." I didn't mean to." she said earnestly."Did mommy tell you to say that?"She dug the toe of one pink sneaker into the step she was standing on and looked at the brick wall on. "But how did you still have a cherry to bust after last night?" You mean after Mark popped my cherry and fucked me like crazy?" Mary asked with a chuckle as she rested her sore pussy against her brother's groin."Yes," Ken admitted. "That's exactly what I'm trying to figure out." Obviously you have no idea what kind of a joke Mark is among us girls," Mary said as she gave her brother a grin."I guess not," Ken admitted as he watched the pain lines slowly ease from his sisters cute face. "I always.