Maybe we can jam with Uncle Eddie.”“Cool.”“Could I...” Rhonda started.“Could you what?” Joe prompted.“Uhm, I have this ... uhm ... poe..., and ... uhm ... I’d like to show it to Uncle Eddie.”“Sounds like a great idea.”“And ... I’ve been singing in the school chorus.”“I know you have.”“And ... uhm ... Mr. Langhenham said I could sing solo. He said I had a good voice, and with some training...”“You do have a sweet voice,” said Joe. “Would these be one on one training?”“I suppose it would.”“And when. Almost like being a baby again though I don't remember my mother having cum in her nipples!!We have a great life. Bobby and I have tried spending a whole day with the butt plugs in but it is difficult to concentrate on anything!! Sometimes when in company I have secretly put the penis near Bobby's crotch to watch him have an unexpected orgasm. We have also connected the tubes to the hollow 9 inch penis and spent the day cumming into our own boy holes which go all squishy so you have to mince. " I told her. She took her hand off my cock, but did not say no to me caressing her panties. They were so warm. I slowly caressed them, rubbing against her pussy and I decided to take a chance and slide my hand closer to her leg, where her panty stopped. I just rubbed that area for a minute. I think it actually frustrated her because her kissing seemed to calm down.That is when I decided to push my finger down into her groin and get my finger under her panty and I could immediately feel. Those long ass legs, too. Such a far cry from your work persona, which was frankly very conservative,” I noted, making Kara’s dimples show in lieu of blushing.“My parents were super strict and very tight-ass, prudish, born-again, evangelical types, you know. They even rejected the many customs and traditions of our people, believing them to be heathen and wrong, Satanic even. They were fully immersed in this worldview of theirs. Ugh. Anything that wasn’t a literal interpretation of Scripture.