” he added.“Father there is no link betwixt testicles and eyeballs save for the commonly used expression “Balls” I explained but his brain, al...ays supposing he possessed one was too feeble to comprehend.“Well your mother has arranged for Lucida to stay for the weekend, you do remember Lucinda do you not?” he enquired.How could I forget, Lucinda a vicious tomboy who regularly beat me up when we played as children. A dominating self opinionated monster who reportedy enjoyed carnality with her. I just peeped it was my mil, with her face hidden in between the legs of uncle. I went back. But, my eyes were not cooperating it was noticing the window. Uncle was pressing her head with one hand and massaging the boobs with the other, straightening his back in joy. It was for few minutes, my aunt was taking her head away, i moved little back so that they may not see me, but with my eyes on the room. Aunt got up, sat next to uncle told him to lick her pussy, but uncle hesitated, she rubbed. I expected the elevator to dump us out in a hallway, but it opened directly into a suite. There was a full kitchen, living room and a balcony, but it wasn’t the room that drew my eye.Carter was looking out of a far window, holding a crystal drinking glass and wearing the same suit I had seen him in earlier. However, as he turned to see who had entered the room, I saw that he had gotten rid of his tie and unbuttoned most of his shirt, exposing the smooth skin of his chest.“BJ. I’m glad you. My only direct connection to him would be as I ate (or drank) his sperm. It was a simple enough rule.But still, it was fascinating to stand there watching Otto stroke his cock, and knowing that when he came, it would be a truly huge and impressive sight to see (as well as consume)!Nothing was said between the two of us as Otto stood there stroking his cock, but eventually, he began quietly moaning, as his orgasm was approaching!Then, when Otto did start ejaculating, he began to moan much.