I asked if he wanted to fuck Denise if I fucked Jim. He asked what I thought about it. I confessed that I thought Jim was cute and I wouldn't mind s...eing what he was like in bed. The night I met them both, I was sort of checking Jim out and thought he was really cute and I would not mind fucking him at all. When Michael chuckled, I asked him what that was all about. He said there was more.He said that the night we had several of Michaels friends over, he overheard Jim telling another guy. He would refer to his small penis as “The Washburn Curse” and would jokingly tell me how it was handed down through the generations from his great, great, great grandfather, Jeremiah Washburn. He always made me laugh. I would tell him things like;“It’s all I’ll ever need” or “I love the way it all fits in my mouth.”I didn’t tell him these things to make him feel better. I told him because they were the truth. We never did anything TOO crazy, nothing that would wind us up in jail anyways, but I. The amount of her breasts that were exposed out of her blouse were soo delicious looking that I just munched on her cleavage. I unhooked her blouse and softly bit her tits on her bra itself. Aunty cried in pain and pleasure. I unsnapped her bra hooks and took her left nipple in to my mouth and started sucking. Aunty cooed in pleasure. I gave her erect nipple a tongue lashing. Aunty gripped my hair and pulled my head more in to her bosom. I sucked her nipple more passionately. I used to switch. "David said, "Yes, ma'am." He carefully took her in his arms being careful of her ribs and spent a long few minutes kissing Chastity. Both of them were breathless when they finally came up for air.Gretchen said, "That's more like it."I had gone over to Joyce and woke her. She opened her eyes slowly though quickly realized where she was. She looked over at her daughter who was looking into David's eyes and smiled. I said, "Have you had breakfast yet?" No. but I could use some."I looked at David.