We three males were left standing looking at each other. I felt a bit silly standing naked with Charles, while dad was still dressed. "Come on dad, yo...'re not going to let mum do this by herself are you?" No, of course not," he said. He took off his shirt. Dad was fit from his work-outs. But I knew the real test was still to come. Charles was on the other side of the studio busying himself setting up lights and props."Come on dad, don't be shy."Dad undid his belt and dropped his pants. He hung. My uncle was sucking my lips like an ice-cream. Then I opened my mouth and he slipped his tongue inside and we licked each other. All of a sudden, he broke the kiss. He pulled me inside and locked the door. He asked me to sit on the bed.He said,“I understand how you feel and what you want now. Believe me, whenever I see your sexy figure, my cock starts getting hard too.You know, when I used to come here earlier and you were a school student, at that time seeing your sexy figure in school. Joan did some small happy clapping. We went to the club late Friday night. It was in a very nice old New Orleans French Quarter style building. The interior was luxurious. It had beautiful hardwood floors, chandeliers, Romeo balconies and it was furnished with antiques. The place was crowded with men and women. New Orleans Jazz was being played. I noticed that most of the women were scantily clad. Joan was wearing a glittery T shirt with no sleeves, with a gaping hole at her underarms and a. ” “Won’t you join me?” she asks, her hand running through her red, trimmed mound, “We can do that thing we did sophomore year. Remember that?” “Yeah, I remember not liking it,” I say, grabbing my water bottle and walking cautiously to her, “now I know pussy just isn’t for me.” “Give it another chance,” she moans, and spreads her pussy wide with a two-fingered ‘v,’ “I want you to taste him.” “Ellie,” I say, and hand her the water bottle, “you just need to get some rest-”Eleanor grabs my.