The door bell ring's and sarha in a white low cut top , a light jean color mini skrit , and black heel's with black finger and toe nail polish go's an... open's the door, at the same time ben sit's at the table. I crawl over to ben and start sucking , I hear voices and I hear sarha laughing my uncle walks in and he has just a T-shrit and shoes on and sits at the table. Ben tell's me not to be rude to say hello to or guest. so i crawl over to my great uncle and go to work all i hear from him is. The slit at the tip was oozing natural lubricant. Nancy dipped her finger into the flow. She took her finger and traced her mouth with the pre-cum acting like it was lip gloss. I was gasping as I looked down at Nancy. When she opened her glossy lips and sucked the head into her mouth ten million butterflies in my stomach erupted in flight, trying to find the way out of my stomach.Slowly she moved her glossy lips along my shaft, not stopping until my balls were under her chin. She stayed. Roundbutt? I never had problems with jeans fitting. It must be all thewalking in heels that changed my proportions.The wedding was kept very small. Only our best friends came. The CD'sand TV's were in guy mode and the girls dressed nicely, not like thegetups at the club. Even the owner, Big Ed showed up with date. A realgirl too. Now that was different. He seemed to like the "gurls" hehired and he gave them "coaching" session in his office during the day.Everyone knew what was going on but. He told me it was probably the stress in my life. He ran tests and said there was nothing physically wrong with me. I had to try and worry less and maybe change some of my habits. I had no idea what he was referring to. Other than my sexual thoughts and my teaching job, what was there to change?Then, as we talked we figured that I was afraid of hurting Linda and so the stress made me not get hard. I decided to try masturbating and had no problem. The doctor was probably right, I didn't want to.