We were touching our each and every part then we go for a long lip lock and this time I was taking care of her well-shaped curvy hips. That time she w...s wearing a type of sari that was mostly wearied by teen aged girls in our side (that called in our language as thavani) I kept my two hands in her hips and pressed, she let out a sweet moan like hum uhhh.Then I removed her thavani and my T-shirt also. She was quiet nervous but I told her nothing to fear I will take care of you. Then I touched. Each grabbed an arm and a leg, momentarily immobilizing the big man."Out the window, Nick!" Becky shouted, and the boy went out head-first. His cock, still erect, caught on the sill and almost broke off, which reminded him that he was still stark naked. He was also on the second floor of the big old house. Fortunately for him, it was only a short drop to the porch roof, which happened to be just beneath the twins' bedroom window. He landed hard, lay winded for a moment, then swung off the roof. The kids wanted to know if I was a 'war hero.' The staff (depending on their politics) thought I was a 'traitor' or a 'victim of state oppression.' I think those were the extremes.When I got home, Patrick was sitting on the grass, digging with a soup spoon. "Urms," he said."Right, worms," I responded to my budding invertebrate zoologist."Go fish with gra'pa?" Not today." Ah, a sportsman! "Want to come in and clean up?" Sure." He got up and toddled/lurched into the house. I picked up the spoon. . Let's call Elise and make sure she's gonna be there." She's ALWAYS there, babe," I said. "Sitting in her house, bein' all domestic."Pouty lips. "Alan, if I'm not the domestic goddess type..." Tina, so far in our relationship, have I found you lacking in anything? You can be as domestic as you feel like. I'll be as domestic as I feel like. And somehow, we'll manage." But..." But nothing, sweetness. We've been living together in the trailer for what, two months, and we've kept it clean, we've.