That night I laid in my ownbed and put my fingers to my hole. I tried to remember how mom had doneit. I moved my fingers over a spot on the outside an... flinched. Thisfeeling rushed through me, kind of like I had gotten shocked. It wasn'tbad but it scared me. I thought maybe I needed to go fast like mommy haddone. So I moved my fingers into my hole and pulled them in and out fast.It was warm and slimy. I didn't know if I was doing it right but inabout five minutes I felt like I was on fire. My. My uncle goes to a business tour. his son studies in a residential school and his wife shoba 32 years old 36 28 38 with sexy breasts comes to our home to stay some days as she will be alone in her house.mine and my aunt’s bedroom are on the 1st floor. It was may. I used to study late nights and one night I heard weird sounds coming from my aunt’s room. she was masturbating. She was screaming ahhh uhhh and saying darling fuck fuck.” but my uncle was not satisfying her which one came to know. My fortieth birthday, the entrenching realization of middle age setting in with a building sense of urgency to experience something or anything that can check mark a life with enough excitement to carry oneself for that long steep decline of age. Maybe a long ways to go, but I was bound and determined not to go gently into that good night. So I forced the issue, demanded to my family I needed to do something&hellip,anything. Thought about a cruise&hellip,everything was booked on the major lines. Mark looked at Mary then sighed resignedly, “When Dad first met you here at the beach a few years ago I thought you were so hot and watching you with him and others really turned me on so much that I didn’t even have to touch myself to cum, I was too shy and embarrassed to do anything but watch. When you married dad I stained so many pairs of underpants just watching you around the house and even when you caught me masturbating over something you were doing you just watched me finish and handed.