My sister Peggy divorced her husband because he was a real jerk and cheated on her all the time. So she was raising her daughter Sarah on her own, and...one weekend I was over her house for a barbeque, and I mentioned about needing a new apartment because my neighborhood had become home to a lot of gang members. Peggy said “Move out of there Danny, come stay here, I have an extra room, and you can look for a new apartment without rushing.Well, it worked out good, and sometimes I’d get home early. I never brought it to his attention or sought to embarrass him over what I took to be a completely normal activity. But lately, I had discovered something new. My own Panties would turn up in the laundry hamper with obvious semen stains.. An expensive brassiere would turn out to be missing from my dresser. So my son found me physically desirable. Could it also be that I filled his fantasy life as well? When he ejaculated on my panties, did they serve as an impersonal fetish? Or were they a. It is still very hard as I brush my fingertips against it. Hot and dry and smooth. I dance my touch down the shaft, over the freshly shaved balls, plucking gently on the loose skin of his scrotum before travelling back up the shaft and gripping the foreskin with thumb and forefinger, pulling it together over the tip of his glans, causing a little jerk as pressure is applied to the sensitive head beneath. Even with the movement of my thrusts I can feel Jimmy’s pulse racing, blood thundering. Im a 19 year old girl from Washington State, going to school at a small, private liberal arts college in Canada. This story took place about a month into my sophomore year there. Myself, I stand at 55, about 135 pounds… I dont really look fat, Im just built kind of bigger. Mostly skinny (little bits of baby fat), small boobs (34bs) which bug me because they dont seem to match my body size, with a bubble butt, which also bugs me, it seems too large to me. Red hair, green eyes, small button nose,.