You pulled your hand out of your panties, and rolled over and tried to sleep.Now, many nights, your fingers went to your slit, and you found out that ...f you do it right, you can have that amazing feeling again, and sometimes...again. Your fingers discovered that you could push into the slit, that there was a hole there. The same hole the man in the movie had his fat cock in.Many nights you would lie in bed, and think of the movie, and think of Uncle Dan. Now every time you saw Grampa Dan, you. He wasn't even certain that the age of consent would permit him to sleep with her everywhere. He'd have to check that.He also was a bit concerned about the communication problems he might have with Beth, although she certainly had some strong points.On the other hand, Sharon seemed a bit conservative and he wasn't sure how enjoyable their nights might be, although she certainly appeared to be a very pleasant, mature young lady, probably more appropriate for his age.Then there was the super. I swore Emily to secrecy, at least for a few days. She could keep it a secret for that long. She was so excited at the prospect, though, that I wasn’t sure she could be quiet for much longer than that. Chris was going to Nicole’s for dinner the next night, but I told him to be home early, that I thought we needed to spend some time just hanging out as a family. He just said, “okay,” as he walked out the door. I sent Emily off to spend the night with a friend of hers. I didn’t want her around in. With her hands already down there anyway, it took just a few moments. May had already lifted her arms for Scarlett to lift the shirt off. As it slipped over May's body, the material sliding against itself made a hypnotic sound like a combination of rain on a roof and steps in the snow.When Scarlett finally got May's blouse off, she examined it and realised it looked expensive. As spontaneous as she wanted this moment to be, she couldn't bear to simply drop it onto the floor. She had to stand up.