I had never seen mu Uncle naked,. It really mean, really, it was was no big deal. I mean, this is my Uncle. I was about 24, and he was 40ish. I think ...ur ass cheeks were almost touching. Close. We were just sitting there, sweating our collective ass cheeks off, which at -25F is actually a GOOD thing, we tried NOT to give the casual manly, but not too manly glance, at each others junk. It’s just a thing, but I couldn’t help but notice that he was unclipped. The glances were not as subdued as I. My wife and I arrived in New Orleans the Friday before Fat Tuesday; we spent four days enjoying the food, drinks, and parades building up to Fat Tuesday’s celebration. On Tuesday, we awoke early, had breakfast, showered, and went into the French Quarter. It was late morning but we started celebrating early. The Quarter was already crowded and people were partying feverishly. My wife had prepared for the day’s festivities wearing a skirt without panties and a loose blouse that easily let her. . but something inside me wanted out. For her to hear, and know. I'd been a sexual creature far longer than she knew, and I always thought it was a big secret... but now I felt the need to hint at it. I took his hardness out of my mouth, and crawled on top. I was so wet from his semen, he slipped right in, and after a brief adjustment I rode him hard and fast.He stretched me just right, and I was vocal. I described everything, loudly. "Oh god your cock feels so good inside my pussy, I love. Not an ounce of fat as I looked down her smooth sexy shoulders, over her back and down to the perfect swells of her sexy butt flesh. Except for the small little white strings over her back and around her waist, disappearing between her sexy globes of butt flesh, she was all but naked before me. My hands trembled with excitement as I squeezed the bottle of lotion, letting drips of white lotion come down on her golden tanned shoulders. She jumped slightly as the lotion was a bit cold hitting the.