It was not intentional, but I explained that round women are good-looking, and it must’ve made her realize that.Her behavior with me around has chan...ged. I acted normal and my liking her shape was nothing to hide and was not at all embarrassed. She realized that there is no need to behave differently around me after a few days of embarrassed looks.My confidence helped ease the situation. She started being friendlier with me. I can sense the feeling of mutual trust and respect, but there was some. I could hear her moan before pulling my hand away and kneeling in front of me. She gripped my cock began to lick the head. Her spit was warm, dripping down the length of my cock. She stroked, pulling my foreskin all the way down, and sliding her mouth further. Agonizingly slowly, she sucked me, the smile never leaving her face. I pulled her hair back, wathing her suck ever further down my dick. I snapped pictures, and she smiled at the click every time. She finally took all eight inches of me. Then they planned to hike down the beach and have a moonlight picnic.”“Sounds like fun.”“Especially if you spill anything. Babs said you have to let somebody else lick it off!” she laughed.“We’ll have to try that some night,” he replied, grinning.Brenda snorted. “You just keep dreaming, buster.”Steve smirked at her. “I don’t know, Brenda, but you’ve gotten a lot more adventurous since we got here. Who knows what you’ll do next?”Brenda shook her head and smiled. That was quite true. She had. Finally she pulled her panties down, revealing her pussy, clean shaven, the lips a little puffy. She folded the lingerie in to a neat pile, kissed me on the forehead, as she handed the pile of underwear to me, and disappeared, naked through the bedroom door.Moments later I heard dad at the top of the stairs, knocking at their bedroom door, “Are you dressed”? he asked as he entered.I sat on my bed for a few minutes, feeling the soft material of her lingerie between my fingers, then noticing the.