When the stream lessened and stopped, she shook her brother's penis clean, and returned it back into his trousers, careful to place it down the left t...ouser leg, and equally careful to verify that his bull-like testicles were safely supported by his linen undergarment. Scrimshaw blew out a huge, fragrant smoke ring. "Thank you, Amygdyla. I do so hate to entrust my urination to the hands of strangers. Our father taught you well." Amygdyla humbly nodded, and proceeded to refasten his trouser. For those of us leaving, it was all our favorites. We even had ice cream, a special treat. Afterwards I spent several hours in the living room playing with my kids. There were so many now that it was hard to give all of them the attention they deserved. After the last one had been shoed off to bed, I made the rounds of their bedrooms so I could be sure I said goodnight to everyone.When I finally arrived at my bedroom door I was beat. It was going to be a long trip tomorrow. I wished I had gone. "What does that mean?" she asked. "Are you a virgin?" No," he said defensively. "I just haven't done it very much, okay? Are you happy now? I'm not a macho stud with a bunch of girls to my credit." How do you know?" she asked sweetly."What do you mean how do I know?" he barked."Well, you told me yourself, you can't remember things. You couldn't remember your sister, and she's a pretty important woman in your life. And you couldn't remember me, and you admitted you get horny for me. So who else. Helpless and still winded from the collision with the wall she didn't resist as she was frogmarched through the house to a small door built into the back wall. Taking a key from inside a small pot on a shelf nearby, the man unlocked the door revealing a set of wooden stairs descending into a room below. The man pushed her in the back and, afraid she'd tumble in the dark, Anne started walking down lest she be prodded again. Behind her she heard a click as the man found the light switch and the.