He pushed her long legs up above her head as his fat belly slapped her legs. Frank started pumping her in a wild way, as my sweet wife again started b...having like a whore in heat, telling that black bastard how much she loved his thick black cock smashing her wet pussy.The black man said he was going to cum and my wife told him she wanted to drink his semen. Uncle Frankie pulled his cock out of her wet hole and told her to open up and suck the juice out of his cock. My sweet wife wrapped her. As I said, when I was about six years old I played primarily with girls. They treated me just like one of them showing no hint of discrimination. We had so much fun playing dolls, house, and dress-up. Even making up games and singing to each other. It was nothing out of the ordinary for us to play with make-up and paint our nails, like little girls so often do. Once while we were playing at my house, we went through my mother's dresses and pumps, pretending to be grown up women. But when my mom. I love to have my back scratched and then softly rubbed. ‘Ahhh. That feels good. Not sexy, but good.’ When my hand got down to her ass, I gave it a couple of playful squeezes. ‘This is usually the point where I know that he’s willing if I am.’ ‘You make it sound so….’ ‘Boring?’ ‘No, tender and loving.’ ‘Well, after this many years, it’s just routine.’ ‘Okay, what next?’ ‘When I’m already interested, I turn onto my back, but if I’m just ready to be interested, I turn and face him. That lets him. .. I could never do that! It seem far too cheeky," she protested. "Would it be ok if I call you 'Aunt Alex'?" Well, it's completely inaccurate, but if it would make you more comfortable, Aunt Alex it is then," I replied with a laugh. "Actually I'm quite honored, I've never had a niece before."With that settled, we gathered up their bags and made our way out to the car park. When I stopped at the Aston-Martin and reached in to pop open the boot, Siobhan squealed with delight. "Mum, would you.