So chats started between us, and I left no chance to flirt and impress her. Next day after my college hours I pinged her that I am outside her college...to pick her up. She came in few mins and after seeing her the first thing escaped my mouth is wow. Let me tell about her now. 5’5 height, slim, small boobs (am not an expert in guessing exact boobs size, am more interested in eating them. Sorry). I was flirting with her on the way and told her to hold me tight while I was riding the bike.So I. Just you and I having sex and having a family of whatever size you’d want. Both Maxine and I will agree to that.” She turned to her sister. Maxine nodded she in confirmation that she did in fact agree.I looked at both these beautiful women in my life for what seemed like an eternity then I said to Maxine, “I’m so sorry that I’m about to make your life so much more complicated Max. I love you both. I’ll agree to be with the both of you. But only the two of you. So no bringing in Mom or any. Penis. She giggled a little. It was difficult to think of it as a 'cock' when it was flaccid. She had seen a few, but just boys. This was a man. This was her master. It was time to get to work.She did not want to climb on the bed, that would wake him for sure. Instead she knelt on the floor by the side of the bed. This put her head at just the right height. Heather's small hand gently lifting the soft organ and she bent down and took it in her mouth. She slowly rolled it in her mouth and added. “It’s going to take some work, Mister,” she said, her hands still squeezing my shoulders. “Not just you, but me too.”I sighed in relief. “Okay ... so ... can I offer you a glass of wine? It’s almost happy hour.”“I don’t give a shit if it’s ten in the morning, I’m ready for a glass of wine,” she laughed.I laughed too, feeling the release of tension. I reached for an open bottle of Cabernet and poured us each a glass.“To reconstruction,” I said, holding my glass up to hers.“To better days,” she.