He especially liked exercising when I was home in the living room with him. I would be watching the news or some program, and he would start "pumping ...ron" there where I could see him. He would do his exercises without a shirt on - in fact he very rarely wore anything on his top half while at home.He would always want to show me how big his arms were getting, flexing his muscles, and of course, I would squeeze them and give him lots of praise. I figured he must be trying to impress some cute. He woke up and made me stop.”“Seriously?!? You touched it?”Vigorous nod. “First time I ever touched one.”“That’s MY Ben,” I said.“Yeah, but you’re his niece. I’m not.”“You almost are. And you’re too young...”“I know, but ... Mmmm ... He gets me goin’...”“What do you know about getting going?”“Just what I got last night snuggled next to HIM.”“Oh.”“C’mon, girl! Don’t you get curious?”“No, I do not,” I affirmed. Okay, I know what ‘mental reservation’ means. “I do NOT want to think about his. So Rob surmised that he was out of town on business. Rob’s entire family was also gone for the day. He decided he was going to take the direct approach and just walk next door and ask her if she wanted to fuck! Rob put on a pair of shorts and went next door. As he walked through the gate he could see that Mrs. Zamora was already sleeping from the effects of the Tequila. He stood for a few moments and admired her huge tits and now neatly trimmed pussy. Her tits spread out on her chest and they. You can't blame her for being curious, can you? As long as she doesn't touch me, everything will be fine."Go ahead. Take your time."Elation in her voice, Gwen said, "Thanks. Okay, let me see if I remember what you told me. This part is the 'Frenum' right?" Then I felt what I thought was a finger gently run from the top of it to the bottom.Even though it tingled a little, I thought to myself, 'That wasn't so bad. I can handle that.'Next she said, "This is the 'Corona' or crown, right?"Once more,.