”“G-Gwen, I-I can see some of what he’s saying, but not all of it.”“So you’re saying you can’t accept me then? I thought love was a tak...e it all or nothing proposition? I accepted you that way.”“I-I see some of what you’re saying, b-but...”“I do love you Grant and I don’t mean to hurt you. Besides you do have a mean tongue. It really makes my pussy feel good and tingly. It makes up for your smaller prick.”“I-I guess I should thank you. I-I don’t know what else to say.”“Why don’t you just. ‘Renata?’ It had been a while since Uncle Peter had seen her. He took in her blonde curls and substantially raised chest. ‘Er your aunt is away at a refresher course.’ ‘That’s fine. I can stay can’t I?’ ‘Er yes.’ Four hours later, drunk, on her back on the lounge carpet and being fucked by Uncle Peter who was slamming into her for the second time and crowing like a randy rooster, Renata knew her problem was alcohol or rather the excessive intake of booze. So she fucked her almost comatose uncle. “We’re preparing a place for our children, Liss,” I said. “We want to make sure she’s involved in the process.”At two o’clock, Whitney, Bree, and Allison showed up at our new home and were stationed on different floors. Wendy took charge of the kitchen and Lexi helped her start setting things up, following her instructions on where each item was to be stored. Melody and Bree set up the master closet with Whitney and Lissa nearby to direct where things were to be put in the nursery. Jack. ”Secretly, down inside, I knew my sister still harbored a female to female love for Tiffany and I thought that was not needed at this time of turbulence in our lives. She had pretty well licked her rug munching tendencies and all we needed was a reversal of that involved process that had her fixated on dick and not other pretty girls.I think that was the main reason why she kept me from seeking Tiffany’s sweet honey because she wanted her all to herself for selfish reasons.I did my best to push.