I found I had become bored of Lush. Bored of the sex chatting. Bored of the guys who would brag about how they always made sure to “please” the wo...an before themselves. The same pick-up line. I’d joke if they had all taken the same class on how to pick up women. So here I was, on the phone with a guy I had been chatting with on Skype for two months. Two months!He had been there to chat about our lives, our likes, and our dislikes. He would ask for updates on something I had discussed with him. ” Roger and his friends aren’t the only ones watching Adam fuck his aunt. As I learned recently, Katie likes to smoke dope, watch her son in action and masturbate.“Are you nude when you watch Adam?”“Duh.”Katie may spend a good part of her time in a hazy fog, but she is alert enough to understand the symbolism of lying next to the woman her son is fucking. Next to and naked. Masturbating. She looks at Adam; he looks at her.“Do Roger and his friends watch Adam when you’re there?”This was the. I was standing there with my wang half-hard and flapping in the wind, for crying out loud. And she doesn't appear to have a camera ... I know that she's kind of phobic about nudity. Maybe if we stay like this it'll scare her off sooner rather than later."Glory asked, "Are you sure that's wise?" She disagreed strongly with his idea. She picked up a small extra towel she'd brought in a bag and held it over her chest, strategically covering her nipples and crotch.A new thought suddenly came to. " Then she placed her hands gently under the infant and lifted her up, propping her against a pillow of the couch so that she was sitting upright. The little baby looked at me fascinated apparently by the big appendage sticking out of my pants. "Look at how big that is," Jazelle said in her best baby voice. "It's even bigger than your real daddy's." Who IS her real daddy," I asked. The curiosity had been killing me for over a year.Jazelle smiled at me wickedly but didn't answer. She stood up.