He asked if I wanted to touch it and I said yes, but only touch it, I reached out and took in my hand and slowly started to stoke it for a little whil..., by this time my little cock got hardd, so I let his cock go and tended to my own. I went and sat down on my milk crate and started to jack off. He sat down next to me and said let me take care of that for you, he then started to give be a blow job. The other hobo was now watching and stoking his cock too. I was ready to cum then and cum I did. She felt nice in his arms, if a little stiff. When they broke their hug, Derby stroked her face tenderly with the back of his hand. Then he leaned in to kiss her.When Josie understood what he was doing, she quickly turned so his kiss landed on her cheek. Then she moved away slightly and said, “I like you Derby. You seem really nice. I'd like to get to know you better, but I'll have to know you for a while before I could be comfortable kissing you. I'm sorry if that disappoints you.”Derby. But she was being so nice otherwise, always complimenting me on the work that I'd done, saying how beautiful I looked, giving me tips on making myself more beautiful, taking me to buy a new wig.'But she's my wife! I know she's sleeping around! With who?' I banged my hands with frustrating on the table. 'I love her,' I moaned, 'I need her... I need to clean for her and take care of her household and...' I stopped. Something was wrong with this line of reasoning. Wasn't I supposed to work? Didn't. This has to be some kind of twisted joke. Why would Uncle Dave leave his entire estate to me? I never even remember meeting him, and everyone in the family always told me what a horrible person he was, even if they wouldn't give me details. "Forget about him, he's a pervert and a narcissist. We're all better off without him around," I remember my dad saying to me one day when I asked about my Uncle. For that matter, I think that's the most I ever heard someone talk about him.Shifting your.