“What if he soils the bed again?” Madison asked.“Well…we are not really sure Michael ever did wet the bed. And if he did, I think it may have ...een initial stress caused by his father’s deployment to the Middle East,” Nana said before adding, “If he does it again we can find another way to handle him. I am just not strong enough to lift him anymore.”This sudden new decision announced by Nana killed Madison’s plan to explore her brother’s cock any further. Michael was also disappointed to hear. Terri’s body writhed beneath me, half attempting to escape and wanting more all at once. I moved to her right nipple and gave it the same attention, her body betraying her as it gave in to the exquisite pain that coursed through her sensitized breasts. As abruptly as I bit her nipples, I began kissing each breast, covering them each with light, tender rewards. The kissing began to drift south. Moving over her stomach then over the backs of each thigh and then towards her lusciously wet vulva.. So... I think you mentioned a reward or something?” I said, trying to keep this surreal conversation on track.“Alright alright, always gotta rush to the good stuff. Nobody ever stops to smell the roses.”“The only thing I smell is some serious mildew that I DON’T want to know anything about.”“Okay daddio, fair enough. Well I’ll tell you what. I can’t think of anything original to reward you with, so I’ll just let you pick. The last person was a woman who I gave 30 cowboys to, and a never ending. Only four of the hundred students on my undergraduate course had been girls and by the middle of the second year, two of those had found the easiest way to deal with the constant attempts to claim attention from us males was to turn to each other for affection. And now the three of us were standing in nothing but our underwear in a room with a bed and Hannah was stroking our cocks through the front of our Y-fronts. Tim came to his senses first and had the presence of mind to kiss her. I.