My uncle was a drunkard, and due to both the kidneys failure he lost his life right two years after marriage, all he left behind was lots of disappoin...ment. I always felt petty and sorry for my aunty, not a single day she had lived satisfactorily. She always kept complaining about uncle’s drinking habit to my dad but it was their love marriage and my uncle promised her that he will give up drinking habit after marriage but he didn’t gave up the same. So nothing much we could do about it.. She was ready. He stood there motionless, fighting for control as his cock surged. The mere sight of her buttocks, turned slightly upwards and out, ready for him, was almost enough to make him cum. He reached out and gingerly placed his hands on her hips. He ran his hands up her flanks, enjoying the feeling of her lithe body, soft and smooth. He brushed her breasts with his fingertips before sliding them back down to her hips, stroking her small buttocks with his powerful thumbs. She really. . my father had come over to hug us both. At this stage, I was not embarrassed at all at feeling his nudity in proximity to mine. These were my loving parents, together still, and loving each other as well as me and my sisters.The activities all around us appeared to have settled into post-coital holding, caressing, kissing, and whispering. Master Frank raised his head to look around. Satisfied with what he saw, he asserted his authority once again.Looking down at Cheryl, he said, "You need to. What was this? Brian re-read the appointment again. His secretary had wrote the following:Ashley Hammerton, age 23. Is having trouble with her Glutes. In the side, Brian's secretary had scribbled oo la la! He smiled. Today was perfect. Brian had always been very professional. Strong, tan and muscular, he often reminded people of the latest Muscle and Fitness cover model. With his dark brown hair and soft blue eyes, he had a warm, welcoming apperance. He remembered when he was 16, a day not very.