It was a way for me to catch people off guard after having a few and I was still as sober as a judge.Uncle Joe had a look on his face that I didn’t ...ike. It hit me in the gut with a feeling that I didn’t much like and I did my best to pretend I didn’t have a care in the world.It was the look he usually had when he was about to arrest somebody or chew out a cop for some bad stuff he did while on the job.My intuition told me to keep my mouth shut at least until I knew which way the wind was. )Me: Kaun si service? Main samjha nahi. (What service, I am not sure what you mean)Kavita: Wahi jo aap kal raat ko le rahe the (The one you were enjoying last night)Me: Woh service nahi tha woh pyar tha, Auntieji mujhe apne bete ki tarah pyar karti hain, woh meri malish kar rahi thi. tumhen aati hai malish karni? Agar achhi malish karogi to main tumhen kuch achhi si gift doonga.(That was not service, that was love, Auntie loves me like a son, she was giving me a massage. You can also give me a. ” I know I should have just got in my car, but it stopped me as I looked back at him, still trembling from being caught in the situation. He was still holding his massive erection, just not stroking it now, but pointing it straight up in the air, daring me not to look at it. His words startled me again as he said, “I can tell you want to watch, it's okay... I want you to watch me too.” I just stuttered and for some reason started apologizing like I did something wrong, saying, “I'm sorry... I. I was so worked up! I never realized how totally hot, watching two girls could be. Part of me wanted to walk over and jerk off on them while they played together, but part of me didn’t want to disturb the moment. Eventually, I thought, my chance for fun with these two women would arrive and be well worth the wait. So, I sat, stroked, and watched intently. Karen had kissed her way down to Rebecca’s breasts, alternately kissing and sucking on the brown pips on the older woman’s chest. Rebecca.