” It was nice to let her reminisce and we all were happy to indulge her. I encouraged her but I was a little surprised to hear her talk of Philip as...though he were some kind of legendary lover. “So Phil was a bit of a Casanova was he?” “Oh god yes he could go for hours sometimes. Like a steam engine he was but alas electricity took over in the shape of Bob?” I had no idea who Bob was. “Who’s Bob?” All three girls laughed. Jess explained it to me. “Bob means Battery Operated Boyfriend.” Oh. I could try to explain what this felt like. But to be honest I kinda lost touch with reality slightly. I do remember at one point Mel kinda hovered over me a little, and my friend wasn't being so aggressive with pumping Mr. Stanley. And I kinda went back and forth myself. Thrust into Mel and then thrust my ass back onto the toy. Back and forth as hard and as fast as I could. This lasted for a while (sorry I really don't remember) until of course I was ready to cum myself. I told I'm going to. She had never used her breasts for anything like that and made her feel so very self conscious.When she had finished he walked her out of the kitchen but when they got to the den he stopped her behind the sofa and turned her facing the back of the sofa. He then reached around her waist and unbuttoned her jean shorts. He tugged then down just above her knees and then did the same to her panties. He quickly gave her butt cheeks a quick smack.She then heard him unbuckle his belt, she heard the. She enthusiastically kissed him back, moaning deeply. His hand found her perfect melons.He rubbed her breasts, squeezing the firm gloves as they made out. After a few minutes, he pulled back to breathe. Then he grabbed her nipples and pinched hard. She squealed with pleasure and he could see the pleasure on her face.He pushed her back a little and lowered his mouth to her left breast. He heard her take a breath as he flicked his tongue over her nipple. "Oh my god, Uncle Jack, that feels so.