I didn't try to look away."Now c'mon son," he said, taking his hand off of my head, "Tell me what you think of this nigga dick. Thats all i'm asking. ...houldn't be too hard. Or do you want to see it hard?" he laughed, flicking still mostly flaccid his dick out. The tip was inches from my face. I didn't say anything. I remember feeling like I couldn't admit what I was thinking. So I sat there, silent, staring at this big black cock."Listen, if you are going to just sit there slack jawed, I'm. Itdawned on me that my aunt had never apologized for calling me a sissynot even via my mother. The sissy comment was allowed to be completelydropped as though it had never happened, it was like my aunt had gottenaway with it. In that context why would it be surprising that she wouldalso get away with implying that I was gay? There was also a dramaticelement to the sibling rivalry that existed between my mother and myaunt in which I felt myself to be nothing but a pawn. My aunt and mymother were. He loved the way she used her tongue to swirl around it and then she pumped a little but there were moment when she just had to moan and grunt as her orgasm built.Then she was cumming. Her hips bouncing on the table and the sucking on his cock was getting painful. Pulling out, he moved to the end of the table and pulled her legs up over his shoulders. She had the vibrator firmly against her clitoris and he had easy acces and slid his cock deep inside her and was rewarded with a moan as it. I've hurt his feelings. Damn."Ty, I'm sorry. I'm just--" Old and cranky. Dad, just let the kid sit you down and help. You said yourself that the kids today aren't respectful." All of them except the ones from our family, Michael." I try to reach out and ruffle Tyrone's hair, but he pulls away too fast. Getting old sucks. "You got a good grandson here." He's your Great grandson too, Dad. Ty, why don't you help me over here for a minute? Let Grands get some time alone. The party must be tiring.