Eventually, they must have thought that my cock was wet enough to be taken into their mouths again, because I felt one of them do exactly that. I figured I should at least get ready for bed. Porn Harold was usually out of the house, with his job calling him out of the country at least three times a year. So the mouth must have belonged to Lizzie. I’d never thought of Shae (or anyone in my family for that matter) in a sexual way. After about 5 minutes, I heard noise from the air mattress. “And then what?” said Lizzie, after a short while. I heard giggling and the patter of footsteps run away from the bathroom, then upstairs. Feeling glad that I hadn’t made much noise coming into the house, I ran to the bathroom, changed into a t-shirt and boxers, and laid back onto the couch.
