He insisted on putting them on me himself.I stood there with Paul on his knees slipping my feet in the panties and then sliding them up my legs. His f...ce was close to my cock but he resisted touching me, that it until he needed to adjust my cock in the tiny thong. As with his thong, I didn’t fit into mine. He leant forward and slipped his mouth over my cock and swiped around the head with his tongue. After a few seconds, he slipped my cock through the leg of the panties to get full access to my. We'd deliberately left #3 on duty the whole time because we wanted to confirm that memory sharing included mental skills. We were already pretty sure it did, but getting #3 "up to speed" would be starting from scratch rather than a series of incremental improvements.We called #3 off duty and got him to learn to type starting from the beginning: memorizing the key positions. It'd taken about two hours for the three minds to learn to type, but it only took quarter of an hour for #3, which was. Of course, Peter’s leg healed and our annual trip with the boys got back to normal. But during that summer and for the next three years until Billy graduated and went off to college. I would go over to Patty’s to visit and more often than not one or more of the boys would be there and Patty and I would entertain them in her bedroom for the afternoon and sometimes into the evening.There was a onetime only incident that happened the summer after Carl graduated. We were at Patty’s and I can’t. ) We stopped almost continually to make out and cop a feel here and there - a little bit of boob, a pinch of butt, a rub of the groin, and so on and so forth. There weren't many people in the park on a Monday. We didn't care if the few we saw could catch a glimpse of us making out like that. It wasn't like we were getting undressed or anything. I was wearing my typical t-shirt and jeans and she had her sweet 38D breasts within a tight fitting black and yellow blouse. The material was just a.