Can’t just be playtime.”“Cassie is doing a great job in our new little school. At the moment, Matthew and Ellie are listed as ‘home schooled.�...� But Lamar is putting together papers to formalize our little group as a private school. It’s amazing that you can start your own private school pretty easily in Indiana.”“A school just for the children of our clan. Wow.”“Not exactly. Well. Sure, the reason we’re creating the school is for our kids. But we actually have applications for next year for. She feels me accelerating and decided that I must be due to come soon. She hears a groan and feels the heavy crash of my cock slamming home and then feels my cum flooding inside her, the hot liquid and the last desperate thrusts enough to send her spiraling down into her own orgasm, shuddering and convulsing against the weapon that has impaled her. She came down from her orgasm, waiting for me to withdraw, wanting to be alone with the aftermath of her orgasm. Waited, then feels my hands. I was mesmerized. I had to feel them. I had to touch them. But how? Go into my moms stocking drawer? Okay, now what? Try them on? Okay, now what? By the time they got pulled up near my crotch, I had a raging hard on now turning colors I had never seen. I had no idea what was happening and then it happened. I never forgot that day. I never forgot that feeling. Yes, Gentleman Do Prefer Hanes.. So into my teen years, the surpressian, the shame, the weirdness, the questions, the staring at nylons. I was laying in bed after having some drinks to myself when I heard the door open and slam shut. It was my sister-in-law and she was wasted drunk; I could tell cause I heard her stumbling all over the place being very loud.Half hour had passed and I realized that every thing went quiet about fifteen minutes before. I decided to go see if everything was alright, and turn off the lights and TV because the TV was cranked right up.I entered the living room and was immediately stunned and surprised.