”“Come on in. Jim, you want anything?”He looks up, laying the tire iron down and wiping the sweat off his brow.“Nah, I’m fine. I still have ...ater here. Rick, you go on up.”See, Jim is my uncle-in-law. He was working on his baby, his 1969 Camaro SS. Me, I just watch. I’m not much into cars. Aunt Lynn is my mother’s sister, baby sister. Though, to me, she seems kinda old, probably at least 35. Maybe even older.I head to the house. She holds the door open for me. A breeze of cool air-conditioned. 'Get your pants down', he ordered me, referring to my skin-tight denims, and as my hand went down to my zipper, his followed and delved into the front of my denims and slid down under my knickers and took hold of my warm and wet flesh.We were gasping and tore at each other in a sexual frenzy, and within minutes I was standing naked except for a pair of trainers and white socks.What really added spice was the huge mirror where I could see my naked body and his white fat body in comparison, the. Fucking is instinctive and comes naturally enough, but it was his first time. He was tentative. So I reached back for his butt and pulled with his thrusts. He grew more assertive.Over on Trace's lap, Hooper circled and rocked his hips like a lap dancer -- something else I didn't know about at the time. I just knew I wanted Hooper to do that in my lap sometime.David's arm held me tightly and his lips pressed between my shoulders. He was getting into it, and I thought he might like it better on. He watched as Ellie’s tits were swinging back and forth, not sloppy but fucking hot. If they were closer Ellie would’ve wanted him squeezing her tits.It was almost as if Jesse could read her mind and as he still held Ellie’s hair he reached around and pinched her nipple. He wanted her to be overcome and overwhelmed by all the feelings running through her body. He wanted her to feel the sex in every cell. She continued to cry out with every thrust of his long, hard cock.She watched with.