I tried talking to him, but that didn't work so I hollered at him to shut up and told him he was making me crazy and he either didn't hear me or he ig...ored me. I was trying to think of something else when his briefcase hit my shoulder and I dropped to my knees so I'd be under his swings. I was staring right at his crotch and for some reason that gave me the idea."While he kept beating on the walls with his briefcase Nancy had undone his belt, pulled down his zipper and then had pulled down his. We were so spent we slowly just let the pulses have their way and felt the spasms prevail. We kinda passed out for a while. Then later, still moaning and holding each other we drifted to sleep.Her daughter and my son came over the next day, they just happened to arrive at the same time. Lynn and I ended up in the kitchen talking. I looked around the corner at my son, and he and her daughter were sitting close and talking. Soon his arm went up on the back of the couch and she scooted closer.. In his mind he was still picturing every detail and he knew he'd never forget that sight as long as he lived.Fred shook his head to clear the thoughts away and vowed that was the last time he'd masturbate over his niece. She was fifteen and he was nearly 40. His thoughts began to wander again but he concentrated on getting dressed and how he could apologise to his niece before he was tempted to jack off once more. He put on his tracksuit and running shoes and decided to go for a run to get away. The stranger girl was all smiling and glancing at me often. I couldn’t take my eyes of her pretty red saree decorated with glass beads and flowers. I tried to stop my imagination when my eyes caught a glimpse of her fair hips through her saree as she was dancing. I retired to the balcony and tried to work out a nice plan to speak with this un named girl the next day at least.“Hi, Is it me you were wondering about, huh?” A voice from behind enquired me.I turned around to see the girl who isn’t.