I couldn’t imagine how we’d pay for it, but Simon, as usual, had a plan. He would finance the house and we would pay the mortgage to him. And sinc... he intended to live there with us, he would pay us rent. Brenda and I would have our dream home while we were young enough to enjoy it. Simon figured a way to manage the cash flow so we’d all benefit. He couldn’t wait until we had kids so he could be an “uncle.” The deal was closed.We moved into the house and began furnishing it. We each had private. Aapke ke bina neend nahi aa rahi. (I want to sleep with you. I am finding it hard to fall asleep without you).” – I was firing on all cylinders.“Okay.” – she said. That would be the last comprehensible sound I would hear from her that night.She was sleeping with her back to me. A few minutes later, I snuggled closer and hugged her from behind, firmly groping her breast.She grabbed my hand and slid it down to her stomach, where I maintained the firmness of my grip.“Now Is not the time” – I. I hung up the phone and switched skype on.The video started off pitch black as soon as June opened the line and it started to clear to see my son, all grown up, wearing an extremely bright blonde wig, straight and thin, and a small black bow attached to the side of his hair.His eyes large, or they seemed that way with the heavy makeup he used on his eyelids, his cheeks are so white with a hint of orange blush, and glossy pink lips.He was also wearing a tight horizontally striped white/black. He said straight. I then asked him if he would like a hand job from my wife. He said sure, so we headed back to the booth. I sat down on one side of Karen and the guy sat down on the other. We all talked for a second or two and then I told Karen to show him what nice tits she had. She pulled her tube top down and he was visibly pleased. I told him he could touch them and he did. Karen then reached over and started rubbing his cock through his pants. He stood up and unbuckled his belt and pulled.