As we drove, I got his hand on my crotch, he was shy, just lightly rubbing my package through the heavy denim, my words soft, but firm, take it out, h... was so cute struggling with it, he was cuter when he realized how big I was, his eyes wide, mouth gaping, my laugh, told him, I was well hung, nine inches of fun, his little fingers barely surrounded my girth, he stroked so soft, so lovingly, he did it on his own, lowered his head and gave my fat head a hot kiss, my hand ruffling his silky hair,. Finally Dad had started taking showers at night, and that had relieved the pressure on the hot water heater in the morning.I sighed, stepped under the water and rinsed off, trying to ignore the chill. Trying to work out why I could be telling myself one second that no, I wasn't going to make love to a girl, then a second later, be doing it."You look, big brother, like that didn't quite hit the spot," JR said after a minute.I shrugged, decided that if I couldn't tell JR the truth, who could I. Spritzed herself with a little lavender water and she was off. She packed a simple lunch, a cold beef sandwich, an apple and some biscuits and poured some hot tea into her little silver flask. She'd skip the wine today. All was set and out the door she went.She grabbed her straw hat on her way out and tied the dark green ribbons under her chin. She walked to the shed and was stunned to see the lock bolted onto the door handles. "That bastard!"She was so angry now, she walked about the place. She: My impotent husband never made me moan or cum. But you just did it on call. What would you do if you and I were together?Me: You will see that.She sent her nude pics and video, I masturbated 4 times that night, and I was not done till that moment. I want to keep on doing that again and again. We dozed off, and now this has become our daily routine.Whenever she was free, my sexy bitch would call me, strip off and finger herself, moaning my name loudly. After a few days, she messaged me.She:.