He just thinks if he pouts long enough, I'll kiss him and make him feel better." It does seem to cheer him up," Tami agreed. Tami got off my lap and w...nt over to Robbie on the sofa, whispering in her ear.Robbie got up, and they both walked back to me, each sitting on one of my legs. Robbie leaned close. "If you smile, you can feel my butt."I put my hand on her butt and grinned.Then I put my other hand on Tami's butt and grinned even bigger."And just think," Robbie said, laying her head on my. Grabbing the sides of my face and pulling me into a harsh kiss. There was nothing romantic about it, it wasn't loving, it was lustful. Hungry. I put my hands on her hips and practically crashed her body into mine. She immediately started grinding on my rock hard shaft. Lifting her leg to wrap around mine and pull me in closer. She wanted it. She may not have wanted me specifically, but she did want "it". Her hand moved to the back of my neck, pressing my lips tighter against hers. The other. Even Ganesh had a good physique. His dick was smaller than mine, but he knew how to fuck and could satisfy any girl he wanted.Years passed on. Your Dad was born, and then your uncle. Even Ganesh had a son and then a daughter. As they grew up, I used to kid around and say your daughter will be a good fuck when she grows up.You are lucky you get to enjoy such a hot ass at home. I have only two sons and am not gay either (little did I know my younger son was going to turn out as one). He used to. "Now she was in his office, waiting for him on tenterhooks looking at his cane collection. The collection started as a joke. A senior class, graduating in 1981 gave him as a prank a brand new cane "to replace the one wasted on our backsides..." Instead of getting annoyed, he thanked the gift and hung it up in his office alongside the plaque: "gift of class of 1981". Next year he got another one and the tradition was born. It stopped of course in 1995, the last year the corporal punishment was.