That night, I dreamed that Candy and I made love. It was the greatest sex I had ever experienced.The days I spent waiting for Candy to come home from ...school were filled with feelings of ambivalence. On one hand, I recognized that for me to read a sensual message into Candy's request to talk with me could be a complete mistake--she might simply want to talk about a school problem or something similar. She might even be having a problem with a boyfriend and want some fatherly advice about how to. We stayed like that for some time.Then our brother commented, “Let him come in at least.” After this, she came to her senses and let me go. I was relieved as I was getting a hard-on. I noticed that she was wearing a loose white T-shirt and shorts. Since her boobs were bouncing, I deduced that she wasn’t wearing a bra.If I had time to think, I would have thought she was seducing me (which, I later came to know that she was). But I had to attend an interview. Therefore, I rushed to get ready and. As the cage comes free and my penis slides out there is a rush of blood and some pain, that makes me groan out loud. The excitement of my morning with Kate causes the blood to rush to my penis quickly bringing it to its full length and hardness. "Uncle Chris, I think it looks really big! And it's very pretty, can I touch it?" "Thank you for your compliment kate, but I am actually not small, maybe average length and a little bit thicker than most. But compared to the Mistresses. Finally drained, we all collapsed on the bed, chests heaving, dripping sweat as we struggled to catch our breath.“Oh, wow,” Candy moaned, finally. “I did it. I lost my cherry.”“That you did,” I agreed. “In a big way.”“Is it always like that?” she asked. “I mean, is it always that intense?”“Not always,” Cookie said. “But it can be.”We lay quietly for a few minutes, one girl snuggling into each arm, as our breathing returned to normal. Finally, Candy raised up on her elbow and looked across me at.