What my blonde had seen was a man just under average height at 5 foot 8. He carried a tad bit too much weight, had short iron gray hair and a full, sh...rt-cropped beard now turned almost pure white. The weight was distributed evenly over a square, wide shouldered frame such that while my 210 pounds was too much, it fit the nick-name given me when I was younger, ‘Fireplug.’ But what was most important was the smile I had thrown at her. Over my 6o plus years I’ve learned I can usually charm. A little about Ridhima, she was my wife’s cousin and stayed abroad and we had never met before. She was 28 years old and a real bombshell. She was very sensual in ways I cannot describe. The way she spoke, the way she dressed, etc were really amazing.My wife’s cousin had fair smooth skin, sharp features, and a fit body with ample curves (34C-30-36). The best feature of her was her pouty lips.Finally, upon arrival, my wife introduced her to me and she gave me a tight hug, “Finally, I get to meet. But it's done with love and I love it... I love the intense sensations. I once heard a woman describe herself as a sensation slut and that gave me a shiver, because... well, because I could relate." Wow. That's... uh, far out. I mean, that's really neat, Mom! I had no idea. Tell me more." Baby, I'll tell you as much as you want to hear, but first I want to get on with the principles of good sexual behavior, OK?"Rats! I thought my parents were so conservative that they'd never done anything and. ''Soft? Not so much.'Giggling.I noticed my cock started to grow. I didn't want to scare them off so I started thinking about work and it seemed to help.'Looks like he had a sweet dream.''Do you think he is really sleeping?' the voice I reckoned would be Chrissy's.'I bet that if your talking made him hard he wouldn't be able to get soft again.''Only if we helped him.'More giggling and some telling the woman to keep her naughty thoughts to herself.I had a hard time staying soft. I started to.