It was getting dark. I went to their cottage to check if she was there and I found her sitting outside watching the sunset. Seeing me she became happy...I asked for a walk on the beach. She agreed and told me about her.She told that her husband expired few years back and her son had got married and settled abroad. She told that she was feeling very lonely and had come here on a vacation with her relatives. She said that her son works for a reputed company and did not visit her for a long time. I. He rolled away and stood. I watched as he unbuttoned the last few buttons of his jeans, peeling the tight denim down his muscular thighs. Removing his boots, jeans, and boxer briefs in one smooth motion, he stood, looking down at me. He stood proudly, his cock jutting out in front of him, and let me look my fill. I let my eyes drink in the sight of him. Edible nipples, a flat, hard stomach, tight bum, and a beautiful, thick cock. My attention was drawn there as he wrapped a hand around his. The woman turned to Fontane and said, “Uncle Everett, you MUST come by. You haven’t been out to see us for much too long and you simply must!”“Yes I know,” Fontane replied. “It’s a bit of a drive and I’ve been sort of tied up what with all the counseling and getting Father Dott started.”“Well, that’s no excuse!” she protested with a mock-pout. “I insist you come and see us. Tonight. I’ll fix a great dinner! Besides, you can’t tell me that your appointments are more important than. You are a parent, and therefore meant to be invisible. I get it. It’s how I was at that age; it’s the natural order of things. Him? Oh no, he has to get out of the car and hug her and embarrass the hell out of her, cheerily waving at all her friends, whose names he doesn’t remember. For FUCKS sake.And the bike racing he does on the weekend with Drew, our son, who is fourteen; I mean, how dirty can you actually get? I swear he just goes out to the desert and digs up as much mud as the pair of.