Anyone who can write a story about a man molesting his cancer-ridden aunt where the sex is gripping and the guy comes off as a sympathetic figure - we...l, that person wouldn't let mere dislike keep him from writing a story."He took a long hit from his beer. I appreciated the compliment - I was justifiably proud of that story - but waited for the other shoe to drop."Third, you could be one of those guys who's afraid if he writes about homosexual activity people will think he must be gay himself.. I turned on my side, and the first place my eyes landed, was on Jolene’s butt. Her legs are spread just a little, and with her bending over Rachel, I could see her smooth, slick pussy. My cock started to rise and I had to pull it back against my belly.I heard Rachel moan, then she sighed. I knew she wasn’t faking it, because we sit on each other’s ass many times and take turns massaging our backs, and butts - before we fuck.Mom looked back at me and our eyes met. She smiled then reached out to. I was very drunk with the alcohol and hookah, did not mind being pampered and loved by a handsome young man.Soon he tied a dupatta on my eyes.So I was on the bed in my lingerie only with my hands tied up and my eyes covered with the dupatta.In moments I felt something cold touching my bare neck. Ouch was my reaction. I realised he was rubbing ice on me.He kept sliding the ice from my neck to my cleavage making me feel cold and horny. My nipples had gone erect and sure he saw it through the pink. .” She took the gown off its hangar and held it up to Lauren, then said, “Here, try this on.” She left her bedroom and walked downstairs, leaving Lauren with the dress.Lauren examined the dress and found it was a long and strapless gown. She stripped off her blouse and slacks, then stepped into it and pulled it up. It looked ridiculous with her white bra showing, so she unclasped it and took it off, then pulled the top into place. She fumbled the zipper up and adjusted her tits in the bra top.