I frowned as I realized a strange scene was going on in Josie’s bedroom, and thought how lucky I was that I had learned to come down from the attic silently and without making noise since she had complained me waking her up when I had been painting all night. xnx We slept holding hands, and in the morning Josie was riding me, tits bouncing. I wanted to see more, and I noticed the door to the corridor opposite this one was similarly ajar, probably on purpose so they would have heard me coming home. Dad just waved a hand at me, and I didn’t see Josie at all, but she must have heard the door and me climbing up the stairs less stealthily than usual.
