"Elway!! Hey! ELWAY!!"Such was the name Ron's father, Carl, had flatteringly given him,which was a reference to Football player John Elway. "Hey! Get ...up! Youfeelin' OK, champ? You don't look so good." Carl then reached down topick up a dampened portion of his nightclothes. "Why is this so wet?"He placed a hand to Ron's forehead. It felt warm, but not so warm asto give Carl the impression that his son was running a fever.Ron looked over to his alarm clock to look at the time. He had. I didn't say anything, but I could feel my face get red."Phil!" she called. "Come over here for a second."Phil turned and waded over to us, followed by Charlene. I looked at Charlene. Her tits were about the size of Marie's, but her nipples were darker, and stuck out further. Her pubic triangle was darker, but she didn't have as much hair. Her waist was slender. God, my sister was beautiful.Phil came up. "Yeah?"She reached out and touched the head of his hard prick. "Show him yours, Bob," she. He explains that he is going to purify me for the Royal blessing and that it won't hurt if I don't struggle. He massages my back and neck trying to sooth me while everyone in the room watches. He begins to massage my hips and ass, kneading them gently. Once he senses me relaxing, he whispers in my ear telling me her intentions. I can't believe what he's saying! He pulls apart my checks and gently coats me with hot wax. He applies cotton strips to the wax and quickly rips them off. Fiery. ‘Tom…he’s…he’s the only man I…I ever…’ she stammered. ‘My personal point of view…’ Dorrie commented as she clipped a little off the back of Melissa’s hair, ‘…is that monogamy is highly over-rated. But that’s me. Like I said, I’m not telling you to do anything you don’t feel comfortable doing. I’m just saying what I’d do. You have to do what you feel OK doing.’ Melissa had to admit that the idea of an affair was exciting, but try as she would, she couldn’t picture herself going to bed with.