It also forced my cock to quick attention. Uncle George dropped my shorts to expose my equipment and led me over to Uncle Charlie. He reached out for ...y cock and started to wank me. It was all I could do stop coming on the spot - I was so excited by all of this. Uncle Charlie asked me if I enjoyed watching Uncle George fuck him. I said yes and then he said "well, you can fuck me now as I am still nice and wet from Georgie's spunk. He bent over the chair again and with Uncle George's help, I. "Jan moaned as Brad continued his massage and moved his hands to her butt. Brad went on, "Are you telling me your sex life at home is not a million times better since we started sexing each other?" Jan had to admit that her sex life with Pete was now bordering on fantastic. She leaned forward and tongued Brad with a deep kiss. "God I don't want to stop this yet. You do make me hot and horny!"After this, she thought for several days about telling Pete about Brad. It was becoming more difficult. “We are going out this afternoon,” he told me. “There is someone I want you to meet.” Without saying anything else we got into his car and set off. Eventually Master spoke. “I have a very special job for you my darling” he said. “The young lady we are going to meet has been introduced to me by a good friend of mine. She has shown herself to be very submissive and is keen to serve me as a slave.” As I heard this I was overwhelmed with jealousy and fear. Master had found a new slave. What would. . If only I wasn’t so horny . . . As he parked behind Al in the driveway the modest house and well kept grounds reassured him. It didn’t look like a killer’s home. But then what does a killer’s home look like? He followed Al to the rear of the house and through the back door into a small kitchen. “Home sweet home,” Al said without much enthusiasm. “Want a drink? I got beer, bourbon . . .” “Sure, bourbon sounds good.” “Sit.” Al put ice cubes into two glasses and splashed bourbon in them. He.