.We moved into our first house, after lodging with a relative of hers. It was great to have our own space and freed us up more to explore our sex life...After throwing off her religious restraints, and discovering how much she liked everything to do with sex, we really started to explore things. I have always been an exhibitionist and a compulsive wanking pervert, but had never had anyone to share it with. Until now! I couldn't believe my luck. I thought I was going to have to live my life. "Can I join you?" Of course, Steve," said Moesha. "We were just talking about you." Should I be worried?" he asked. "Are you plotting against me, again?" Not plotting, exactly. Planning, perhaps," Mary said, taking up the thread of the conversation. "We were asking Moesha and Abema about themselves, their interests, how they felt about having sex with you; nothing of any importance."Steve rolled his eyes. This was another conversation he wasn't going to enjoy. Eventually, he supposed he'd get. Every time that old coot sees me riding myHarley he tells me I need to act my age. We are the same age but Istill believe in having fun in life and by golly I do. Never give updoing what you love doing. You know you don't have a choice of gettingolder but you do have a choice of getting old, never get old. Let metell you a secret he has been 4 F so he doesn't know what we know andhe probably didn't see past your hair and beard."Jake said, "Nope."Josh laughed and said, "That is just hair on your. Aunt Marie asked to use the lady’s room before we left and when she came back she handed him her wet white panties. He smiled as he looked at her and then at me. Then he sniffed her panties and put them in his pocket.As we left the restaurant he followed us to a cheap motel outside of town where I checked in. She waited in the car next to his, then they followed me up to our room. It was on the second floor near the far end of the building with a very nice view of the parking lot.Aunt Marie had.