As he sat down he moved his chair slightly away from me, before saying, “I don’t want to sit to close to you.” Supposing that it may be a homoph...bic gesture of sorts a flash of annoyance went through my mind.Uncle Pete then shyly repeated, “I don’t want to sit too close to you, because whenever I’m near you, I always feel like touching you.” I was totally gobsmacked! The admission that then followed blew me away even further; Uncle Pete then told that many decades before, in the early. ——Monday, Dave ordered a safe, it was likely to take a week before it arrived. Then after he had sorted out and stacked away all the glasses, etc. he sat down in his office with the SD cards from the three cameras. He was a bit worried about the card from bedroom two, not sure how Sally would react to his videoing her without for warning her. Even though that wasn’t intentional, he was still uneasy, so he locked that card away in his drawer with all the US dollars.The other two cards he. His ass clenched shut for a brief moment, then relaxed. She came up on the bed on her knees, looking at him like a big hungry cat. She grinned and slapped his hand away gently, taking his cock in her hand, then into her hot milk machine mouth. She swallowed him all the way to the shaved mound of his cock, and he yelped out in pure sensation. She had the best mouth in the world and he was in pure bliss. She sucked for long moments, then rose back up again. She came forward until her ample thighs. Bodies brushed and separated, but hands trailed behind, maintaining the intimate contact as long as they cold, even while they moved to caress the next breast, stomach, bum or cock. It clearly didn’t matter who you were, man or woman, all moved and twirled and touched together in this hypnotically writhing mass. I knew from the tantalizing gossip that had drawn me here that tonight was an initiation. I had wondered what sort of initiation. Now I knew that whatever else it was, it was my.