Quinella was naked. Ned shrouded his nose in the fragrant hair atop her head and reached out to rub his thumb over her exposed nipple. For a blond, sh... had unusual dark umber areoles and the nubs were now prominent with her arousal. She turned her head upward and they pecked a kiss. Her hand found his organ. Quinella rolled on her back and Ned rolled on his side continuing to enjoy the mutual touching. Now both nipples were available and his hand alternated from one to the other and back again.. After that, we went there less and less, as our parents tried to repair their marriage. It was a cover story - more later.Then mom got cancer and died while dad fell in love with the bottle which remained his partner for the rest of his life. We lost out on our teen years at the farm.When we kids got old enough to drive, we had open invitations to join in the festivites if we left dad home. How cold!When he was sober, there wasn't a better guy to be found... when he was sober.I often stayed. Angie came down and thought nothing of Amy being a little flushed, or of Jeff walking towards the couch from the other side of the room. Sometime later, their dad came home and spent some time downstairs with them. Another hour passed and he went back up, that was when Angie and Amy got up to go out. Amy’s tight little pussy was just tingling like crazy, desperately needing a good hard fuck. She was so wet, and her heart was pounding so hard. She had another friend come over to pick them up,. Her eyes were questioning as she accepted some of the clothing but like her, I wasn’t ready to talk about my life to a stranger right then, and maybe never would be.I sat the rest of the items on the end of the guest bed and told her I was exhausted and needed some sleep. Then I told her I would get up around two in the afternoon.From there I went to my bed. I got in and, immediately, thoughts of Connie were replaced with memories of my beautiful wife and happy life that I had lost. I wept, as.