I never would have thought this sort of stuff was in our family cupboard, a dark secret of my mothers own making, and to think that many of her friend... say, 'I am a chip of her block', she and I are kindred spirits, perhaps that part explains my own preoccupation with masturbation, something I have practised since I was around nine.That day at the reception of Grannies passing, he called me over and held my hand, and I could see in his eyes that there was something in there that liked me, 'I. Karen's beer is low and his is empty. He goes to the kitchen while Mike does his cuck's duty. Karen grinning watching him.James felt incredible. He always does after a nut as he returns with 3 more bottles. His donkey still swaying impressively making Karen want him again. She will get her wish as he puts mike's beer on the coffee table and takes Karen's empty exchanging it with a full one. She takes a quick swig keeping hold of it while watching her husband do his job. James stands over the. From now on you will go without unless I tell you otherwise.”She reached under her skirt and slid them down without revealing a thing. Once they were at her knees she wiggled a bit so they fell to the floor. She bent demurely to grab them and hand them over. Now we were ready.The ride to the city was about an hour with most of that on the interstate. For the most part it was a pretty boring ride and since I was a bit worked up from watching Nan finger herself I figured this would be as good a. ” “You filthy beast,” said Sally, laughing. “Go and pee over there in the rocks if you need to go.” I wondered if Sally had inherited her mum’s taste for water-sports. There was only one way to find out. “If we’re going for a swim, let’s have some fun first,” I suggested. “Ok Matt, I dare you to pee all over Sally.” Sally’s eyes were wide open and her jaw dropped. “Oh my God, you cannot be serious,” she said. “That’s just so disgusting.” But she was laughing as she said it, so I had a feeling.