" Bob stammered. "You are gorgeous ... and that gown ... Jesus ... I mean, that is sooo cool." This moth eaten thing?" Sandy said as she clutched a po...tion of the gown just below her breasts. Walking into the room she asked, "Why would you think this is so cool?"The image of his cousin back-lighted in the doorway lingered in Bob's mind. "Uh ... well ... uh, I just like it is all."Sandy took a seat on the couch, a few feet from where Bob was sitting. "Somehow I don't think you're telling me. In the middle of the lounge, Uncle Geoff was lay on the ground. From the position of his pointed-out elbows, his hands were behind his head and his legs spread out, with his feet at the end nearest to the door.On top of him. Straddling him, was Auntie Ellie.They were fucking.I had an instant hard on.There were maybe five metres away and deeply into it. I tip toed another yard back and angled myself, so I was in the hallway, peering in, I felt safer there.What a view.Auntie Ellie had her back to. ’ ‘And why should I help you?’ ‘Because you like Emily. I saw the way you looked at her in the café.’ ‘She’s a fine lady, much too good for the likes of me.’ ‘Pat, if you don’t mind I will not comment on that, as I’m trying to win her back myself. But I’m sure you know how to treat a lady.’ ‘In my day I could woo them all off their feet. But how can I help you and why should I?’ I went on to tell Pat the complete story, after swearing him to secrecy that is. Then I told him what I was planning. Supriti: Only undies? Nice, good for meWe began wrestling, and she was lightning-quick. Suddenly she spun behind me and tripped me with a spinning kick. I fell to the ground on my chin. She quickly locked my arms with her legs crossed above my shoulders in a pro-style MMA. With her spare hand, she reached out and grabbed my dick.Supriti: This is called a lotus lock in a lying position used in pro wrestling. You will love it, babe.Me: Aghhh, babe, you are hurting me!Supriti: I thought you were a.