I know all about it. It happened; you lived, get over it and move on.”“No more Mister Nice Guy with anyone, then.”“Only with me.” She gave m...e that look, one very similar to Beth’s.“I’ll think about it.” I grabbed her and carried her to the bedroom. We made love for hours and slept in each other’s arms.We awoke and went to the shower together. It was a pleasant time, and then we sat down for breakfast.“What else am I missing?”“You’re not building any friendships.”“What do you mean? I know a lot. But Uncle thought otherwise.“Christ, Lee, don’t cum yet, not until you’ve got your cock in her twat! Don’t waste it! Quick – get your cock out of her fucking mouth and shove it up her cunt!”Lee looked stunned for a second or two. He'd almost forgotten that we were performing for Uncle Bill, so intent was he on licking me out, but Uncle’s shout stirred him into a change of action. He climbed quickly off me, turned round, and in an almost seamless movement penetrated my waiting cunt. I. She is staring a Zack, who is lying naked on the top of the bed How did I miss that? It explains an awful lot. I step quietly out of the room before she sees me and make the plans for the day. A few minutes later she climbs back into bed, I pretend that I am asleep. When I ‘wake’ up I make a feeble pass, which is requested. We make our way to the bathroom and meet up with Zack. He is very interested in the bite marks on our bodies, we did not even realise they were there until this morning. I. She wiggled a little as she sat down. I gulped some air as I realized a bare, wet pussy was wiggling on my fingers. Rachel wiggled a little more then raised up and slipped my hand out from under her before sitting back down. “Does Santa think he can guess what I want?” All I could say was “Ho, ho, ho. I hope it’s not a candy cane.” “Well, Liz and Heidi tell me Santa hides a really special one in his boxers,” Rachel whispered lustily. “I even set the sign at 7:30 instead of 7:00 so you’d have.