“Now put his cock in your mouth.” And he does, teasing my cock with the tips of two fingers as he slowly sucks and licks and eases more of my cock...into his mouth.“Happy birthday sweetheart,” Keri smirks, “Is that special? I love watching another man suck my man’s cock to orgasm." I can’t remember the last time I saw it done. “Especially a well hung man like this one. And I can’t wait to have him after he services you. “Hang on for twenty minutes sweetheart. I am timing you."“And I am watching. They lived on anice farm which was about 60 or 70 acres, hardlyanyone ever came to that part of the country. UncleJohn and Aunt Ethel were getting up in years. UncleJohn was about 70 and Aunt Ethel was about 65. Despite their advanced years they were in very goodshape. Uncle John Stood about 6 feet 2, had a fullhead of grey hair, and was very well built. He reallydidn’t look as age. Aunt Ethel did not look her ageeither. She kept her hair in a bun; her face barelyhad a wrinkle. She was. I was also a couple of inches taller than both, just under six feet give or take an inch. I enjoyed playing tennis, and though I didn't have a regular regimen or workout routine, I did take pretty good care of myself. I didn't consider myself a hunk, not by any means, but I'd never had any real problems dating cute, or attractive looking girls all through high school, and then into college either. Still ... the thought that my friends found it odd that I was dating someone who looked a lot like. ‘ ‘The best, Julie. That was the best day of my life. By the time I walked you home, I knew that I was in love with you.’ ‘What? You don’t mean…?’ ‘Yes, that’s exactly what I mean. Since that day I’ve known that I wanted you for more than a friend, to be mine only. To share everything with you.’ ‘But why…?’ ‘Why didn’t I say anything? Because you were in love with somebody else.’ ‘But twelve years?’ ‘Julie, having you as a friend is better than not having you at all, even if every time I see.