I guess it never occurred to the younger Bec that there might be stuff Dan didn’t know about.I still sometimes have those sorts of conversations wit... Dan. I get him to explain what he’s learning about. I think Dad over-estimates how much I understand. I don’t always understand everything. I like spending time with Dan and talking about his school is a way of doing that.Peter’s Notebook (continued)Throughout the evening Bec clung to my hand. Tara saw what was going on and soon I had a barnacle. What is that sound?She said she had a bad dream. So I gave her some water. Then we both sat on a sofa. There is no one around only us. The time is between 2 to 3 in the midnight. I was feeling so romantic at that time. I slowly placed my hand on her thighs and our eyes met.I placed my other hand on her neck. I went closer to her lips and placed my lips on her. She didn’t say anything and she responded back by cooperating with my lips. I suddenly broke the kiss and went towards my aunt’s. She is over five-foot-tall, wears a purple ponytail, eyes mahogany color, lips full and pink and a bust many guys would die to grope. She makes grade-A costumes so defined and distinguished, History itself would be jealous. I happen to sneak a peek at her i-Phone and her pics of a few costumes she just made. Totally outrageous were the first words that popped into my head. The next person I met was a friend of Emma’s since childhood. Her name is Eleanor Bearsly. This forty something woman was,. My fingers ran on the pussy which was now dripping and I rubbed her clit, to which she moaned loud and spread her legs. I fingered her for a while then we came into 69 and sucked and licked each other. We both were ecstatic. Till a couple of days back we were cordial neighbors and now we were fucking each other’s brains out!“Amit, what a yummy cock you have! I want it every day… pleaseee!!” she remarked. I said, “ It’s all yours baby…your pussy and boobs are driving me crazy!” She continued,.