Kuch 6 mahine baad bhaiya ki Shaadi ho gayi or roopali hamare ghar aa gayi.Pehale Kabhi maine ye nahi socha ki roopali kaisi dikhti hai, us par kabhi ...hyan nahi gaya, ha jab wo shadi ho kar hamare yaha aayi tab maine use hamesha saari me hi dekha aur tab samajh me aaya ki roopali to ekdum item lagti hai. Ek do baar to maine uske baare me soch kar Muuth maarli, fir meri kaam wasna itni badh gayi ki maine use paane ki poori koshish karna shuru kar di.Ab mein hamesha is firak me rehta ki kab mere. ..huh? Uh sorry, Greg. I don't knowwhat's wrong with me." I do. You have a load of testosterone running through you. You're a mannow, Bev. Apparently, you like tits now too." Don't be crass, Greg." Annoyed, she went back in to the closet and cameback holding some clothes. "Put these on. I'll be downstairs." She leftthe room. I could hear her stomp as she went down the stairs.I laid the clothes out on the bed. Bev had chosen some khaki capri pantsand a turquoise blouse with short sleeves. Before. Tom said go ahead, you know you want to. Besides no one's paying attention. Twisting his hip Tom guided Ed's hand into his open fly. Pressing it against his stiff cock, Tom ran his thumb over the head of Ed's cock while squeezing softly. Unable to break free Ed opened his hand and held Tom. A loud roar erupted when their team scored a tough down.Continuing to move his hand Tom felt the wetness of Ed's precum. Slipping his fingers under his ball sack, Tom pressed Ed's scrotum. Taking a nervous. The longer he was around his uncle, the less he liked him. The man was a boor, an insensitive jerk. He had no idea why his mother’s adopted sister had married the guy or why she stayed married to him. Uncle Dave pushed himself back from the table, rubbed his belly, belched, then stood up. ‘When I was your age I had a real job for the summer, I had to bust my ass,’ he said, ‘not loaf at some candy-ass waiters job. Shit! Most waiters are fuckin’ fags, anyhow.’ ‘David!’ Aunt Karen’s comment was.