I sneaked around the back, carefully put my key in the back kitchen door, and sloped into the kitchen. They were obviously still in the little study.....and creeping round the door into the hall, I saw the study door was slightly open, and light was streaming through, into the dark hall. And…voices. Jayde’s voice, and Jim’s voice. Jayde’s voice was squeaking and sighing, and Jim’s voice grunting. Oh, no..They weren’t… DOING IT, were they? I had to see. My heart in my mouth, I crept up to the. I lay down next to her andsoftly started rubbing her belly, “ Yeah, that’s how it feels, but you do it so much better than I”.She smiled, asked me if I could do it again to her. I gave her a kiss on the mouth and grabbedaround her gently to put her on top of me. “I could do something much more better, makes usboth feel good and we don’t even have to use our mouths”. I aligned her little vagina over myhard cock, her eyes went wide and she tried to squirm off it but I held her down by the ass.. Myrelationship with him became a bit closer than the onethat I had had with my father, but still it wasn’tquite what I was looking for. Yes the sex was good, andwe had a lot of fun, especially doing kinky things, andit was with my grandpa that I first experienced thingslike water-sports, and some bondage. After a few monthsof relations, my grandfather also began to bring a fewof his friends, and we’d all fuck together, and itwould bring me much pleasure, but I didn’t consider. I was so sexually aroused that I was having mini orgasms without even touching myself. My whole body felt as if it was rotating on a spit over a flaming Bar-B-Q pit. At some point during the early afternoon hours, I tossed the thin sheet that had been covering me on the floor. Someone picked it up, folded it neatly, and placed it on a chair. I wanted to finger fuck myself in the worse way, but I couldn’t masturbate because I never knew when someone was going to pop in to kiss me. Paul, my.