I turn around “shit , I am so sorry ” I say walking over to her couch, but really I was glad , I knew Jason was a jerk from the start he would use...people and throw them away when he doesn't need then. I warned my sister about it. "Want to talk about it?” I ask. My sister walks over and sits herself down on my lap. WOW I never expected that I couldn’t stop myself from turning on. It took quite a lot of me just to keep me from having an erection.”Jason is a jerk, he never cared to pence on. She frequently touched my thighs. I used to place my hand on her lower back and navel. Once she caught me glancing at her milky white cleavage and gave a naughty look, but in response, I dipped my finger inside her top. I moved my finger to her nipple to which she bit her lower lip. From then, she often said k dud piya kar. I named her melons as ” Ramesh n Suresh”.As soon as we got some days off I proposed to go on our honeymoon. Yes, that’s what we called it. We booked a double birth booth in. Don't worry sweetie, I get it."I looked up at her, still blushing, and said, "You do? Honestly? I meanyou're ok with it? I was sure you would think I was, I don't know, maybegay or something." I know you aren't gay honey," she told me. "A lot of straight men oreven bisexual men cross dress and there's nothing at all wrong with it.Maybe it's something we need to explore together. I think we have a lotof things we need to look into as a couple. Your need for humiliation andsubmission, your desire. Let's face it, guys. Sharing a medium-sized stale-smelling dick at 7:30 a.m., before you've even had your first cup of coffee? That's never going to replace watching The Sopranos.It was really sweet of them, though, to fuss over me like that. I knew I'd think back on these times for the rest of my natural life. The grandchildren, when I told them about this, would probably say something like, "Oh, Grandpa, you're so full of shit!"I vowed that I would return the favor, as soon as I possibly.