He loved to fuck, but he was a very selfish lover, he had never really satisfied a woman. He considered the women he laid to be lucky to have him in t...eir beds. He’d never had a lasting relationship, he went from woman to woman, it only took one or two fucks and females seem to loose interest in both him and his incredible body. He had been in prison for 2 years and still had at least one to go. It had only taken a couple of months of being locked up before he tried sex with his first punk. I thought my legs would not support me as my coat fell off my slim shoulders, 'My God Emma, you really are a honey', Jack was complimenting my nudity, and it made me even more horny. He was humping her with a lot of force, and as I watched him, he was talking to me, 'Rub it Emma baby, rub that sweet pussy, before I fuck it', that's when I came to my senses, I was masturbating standing there watching them.I stopped just as he came, and he certainly did shoot a load to behold. 'Wow Jack', I. Why? Is she so beautiful?” So he came to the main subject for which I was worried about. I dropped down my head and murmured, “No Uncle, I didn’t look at Auntie in that way.”“Come on Rajesh. I know the boys of your age, they secretly admire sexy aunties very much instead of the young girls of their age. Is my wife so beautiful?” Raman Uncle asked me again. I couldn’t reply, so I just kept mum.He continued, “Would you like to see my wife naked? Don’t be afraid you can be frank with me.” I looked. ”“Might be ... we usually do,” Rachael said.“I need to get to Alliance. Hood time,” I said by way of explanation. “I’ll call her from there.”I of course, promptly forgot. I hate getting old. 29 isn’t old, you idiot. I know ... but thirty is next. Never trust anyone over thirty.It wasn’t until I spotted the Beech H model that I remembered. That’s pretty, I thought.“I am?”“What?” said Amy.“I see a FOR SALE sign on the propellers of that Beech,” I said.“Yeah,” she said. “It’s a real.