She winked at me and took my hard dick in a gentle grip. She kissed and stroked me slowly. I could not have held out against the first touch of a fore...ign hand, the hand I wanted touching me. I groaned, and my eyes felt hot as I failed her. ‘It’s okay, Miguel,’ she whispered, and I believed her. ‘This is exactly what I want.’ She tightened her grip and milked the last of the seed from my body. She pulled away and looked at me. She stroked my face with her other hand and touched my lips with. "What's wrong?" I asked thinking there was something wrong. "Oh nothing. I've just never seen one so long before!" She said in a gasp. "It must be 10 inches long! And so thick!" My confidence grew (no pun intended!) as she complimented my manhood and I felt much relaxed in this tenuous position. Holly began to rub and caress my swollen member. I could tell she had done it before. She leaned forward and sucked down hard, her long light-brown hair cascading onto my lap. The feeling of her warm. But I loved him and I didn't want to let him go. I tried to explain myself to him as I undressed him, gently unfastening each button, forcing myself to go slowly, ignoring the urgency of my own frustrated desires. I slowly slid the shirt off over his cold shoulders and stood back to admire him. Now he was half-naked, I could see the wounds the coroner had left, the incision where he'd cut into the dead flesh, looking for something I could never understand. Thank god for the abbreviated autopsy.. But Lily and Eva were very smart for their age. They understood quickly what happened, why their mother isn’t around anymore, why they feel the way they feel and they gave me little trouble.Lily was the young one and sure enough she was more wild than Eva. She usually stood up late, talked to guys older then her and complained a lot. But I was proud of her, she as her sister had only Straight A’s and she never got into too much trouble. Eva though was much more mature then Lily, she understood.