Thatwas my first clue. Her friend did all the talking. I didn't hear her say morethan five words. They stayed about a half an hour, just talking. I le...rnedthat Sarah just turned 15, she was a sophomore. Her friend was a freshman.They left but I didn't forget about her for a few days. I have this problem. I am EXTREEMLY picky about the women that I date. Theymust have perfect bodies. The faces don't matter as much to me as most guys,but the body is my hang up. I am so picky about it that I have. If I hadn't known that Dadand Uncle Andre were brothers, I never would have guessed it. UncleAndre was about eighty, which meant that he looked more like mygrandfather or great-grandfather than he did my uncle."Hello, Bryan," Uncle Andre greeted me as I came over. He leaned overon his cane, adjusted his glasses, and gave me a good look beforenodding faintly. "You're growing like a weed, boy." I just smiledpolitely at that, not sure what to say in response.The three of us just sat there in. My wife Priya. As we don’t have k**s we don’t have any parental responsibilities. But we used to live with my parents in the same house. We both are a happily married couple. Priya and I both are horny and love to explore new things during sex. I always wanted her to expose her assets in public and used to buy her revealing dresses. At the beginning she didn’t like to wear such clothes. But gradually when days passed she didn’t care about more the dresses. She started getting interest in. "Don't neglect your lover. He's beenpatient, but you need to make him cum, don't you?" Yes." I whispered hoarsely as I resumed fucking myself. My eyes wereclosed and I lost myself in the feeling of that shaft filling andwithdrawing from my loosened cunt. The head grazing my prostate on eachthrust."You want to make him cum, don't you?" Oh, yesss." You owe it to him after letting you suck him." Uh-huh." Doesn't he deserve to fuck your tight little cunt? Isn't that what youneed? To be fucked and.