”Britt could hit his long irons well but with my driver and three wood. I could keep up with him off the tee. In the end, I walked away with twenty-...rand but I had this strange feeling that Britt could have just as easily taken twenty or thirty from me if he wanted to. He had gotten much better on the course.We were both home for dinner before we went down to play cards. Doyle smiled when he saw me and glanced down at the embroidered cuff with Pro Level on it. He had a glass with a can sitting. I was so nervous and knew him sleeping next to me was dangerous. He was a head turner and I knew fully that so many wished they were in my shoes. As he undressed down to his briefs, I saw his strong athletic body in a whole different light. I saw the outline of his cock head pushing up against his briefs. My heart raced and I had butterflies in my stomach. We had talked about women and I knew he had kept a promise to remain pure until he married. All the guys on his high school football. How could she figure it out? What if she really did want to sleep with her son ... her teenage son? What would that say about her? What would she do about it? Could she actually act on such desires? And then there was the question of what Ryan wanted. She had at one point entertained the thought that he might want her and thought that was why he was jerking off in her underwear. But his reaction after she made him do it with her had dispelled that idea fairly convincingly.Jennifer had left. So my uncle was my sex teacher who told me many things about sex. Jaisa ki aapne dekha mere uncle ne mere lund ko uper se hi chhua aur ye jab mene mehsoos kiya tab baad me mere aur uncle ke bich ye baate hui –ME : Ye aapne kya kiya abhi abhi uncle…?Uncle : Ohhh…sorry yaar bhul se chhu liya, I’m sorry. Tuje bura to nahi laga na…? ME : Nahi, par kuchh ajib mehsus ho raha he muje…!!!Uncle : Don’t worry. Iske pehle kisine aise chhua he…?ME : No.. kisine nahi…Uncle : Haannn, to ye baat he.. ab tu.