The living room was accessible from the family hall through an open door and from the kitchen via a swinging door. A shuttered "window" also looked in...on it from the kitchen. It was originally supposed to be a dining room, but it was used sparingly. Anyway, I heard a low murmur of voices from the corner of the living room, and figured that Rahul, my 18-year-old nephew, had invited his friend over to watch TV. Not wanting to bother them, I entered the kitchen to fix myself a drink. But halfway. He felt it growing hard between his moist lips. He grazed his teeth over them, and she moaned slightly, her fingers caressing his stubbly head. He brought his tongue to the pink pebble, licking it, and running it slowly over it. He went to her left and did the same, causing another moan to escape her opened mouth. He began to kiss his way between the valley of her breasts. He left a trail of warmth and wetness from her cleavage, to her belly button, which he swirled his tongue around. His hands. He wondered if the car in front of the house had really been Sandy's? What if it was? If he suddenly appeared out of the darkness among the excited cops, he would be putting her in danger. He decided he couldn't risk that.In the flickering light provided by the fiery wreck below, he saw a route that he thought he might be able to successfully descend, and slipped over the edge.Sandy and Sammy were trembling, holding each other, peering over the edge of the car's dashboard. They had heard. Thanks for telling me this stuff and not making me feel stupid about it." No big deal." Then we really hooked up mentally." Yeah." Uh, did I just miss something here? You guys seemed, I dunno; kinda glum about it." Well, the mental connection got really strong right after Mike started producing sperm. And we got into having his orgasms for a while." Yeah, about a week or so." And then we hooked up and I really went to town. I wanted to show him how turned on I was now that he could shoot and I.