I don't know if Barry had brought him up to speed but he just nodded and smiled.It wasn't too long before I was hugging my sister and we said our good...yes."Right, let's go," said Barry taking Diane's hand."I don't feel too well," she groaned."Look, I don't want her throwing up in my car," I said as I trailed the pair out of the hall."Where have you parked?" asked Barry, totally ignoring my comment.I pointed and he almost had to drag the poor girl across the car park. I unlocked my BMW and slid. Then on the upper eyes he applied it a little thicker and extended it ahint past the end of his eyes in an upward sweep."Honey you really do look beautiful."A mortified Jack begged, "Please don't say that. It's fundamentallywrong for a man to be considered beautiful. After all we're just men andtherefore inferior - in appearance. Besides I'm fat!" Nonsense, you can stand to lose a few pounds, I would say you are a bitrubenesque perhaps, but certainly not fat."Rose shrugged off his comment. She was none too soon.Her uncle groaned and his hand flew faster as he moaned something. She leaned further into the room and plainly heard his voice. "Maaaaannnnndddddeeeeee," he moaned. Then it happened. His cock started spewing. But it wasn't like the video tape at all. On the video tapes the guy shot drops of stuff that went five or six inches and then landed, usually on the woman's stomach, or maybe her back. Then the man in the video rubbed the tip of his cock around while it oozed more. “I’m feeling better, but still kind of cold. Can we move the couch and get under the blanket to warm up?” she asked.“Uh, sure, I guess so” I hesitated. Was this a good idea? Watching her parade around half-naked was one thing, but snuggling under a blanket was approaching a boundary that I didn’t want to cross.Dropping to the couch, I grabbed the blanket and waited for her to sit down. She did, right onto my lap, sitting sideways with her shoulder to my chin. She grabbed the blanket and wrapped.