"Of course the events inspired many fantasies. In one, I extend the "brolly" to accept her gift, and, while she and her companions watch, I put the cr...tch to my face inhaling deeply for several minutes. Then I lay them in my lap and motion her to raise her top. Next I motion her to open/remove her bra which she does. She teases her breasts and nipples for me for a few minutes then motions toward my lap clearly demanding a reciprocal exposure (having a dress shirt and tie [albeit loosened]. I and my mom went to their home to see that baby. The baby was very cute. When we went, the baby was sleeping, I was looking after the baby and my mom, aunty and akka were talking. Then, we went back of our home. I asked my mom that I wanted to see the baby and play with the baby, she said ok.All I wanted is to see was my akka breastfeeding. I slowly went to their home, I called akka and she answered, and told me to enter and asked me what I wanted, I said I wanted to play with the baby, she. Then at just the right height, the tip slipped up against her. One intentional flex and my cock head slid up against her slit. Yes, hot and cold is relative. To my blood-filled shaft, her slit felt like soft ice."Ohhh. You're going to burn me," she whispered."Ah, but what a way to go..." I lowered myself into her. Only her very entrance was cold. Inside, she was as hot as I. We groaned together as I pressed her down in our little cocoon. The door to the tent was still open, the snow still. I wasn’t into young studs, but more like men my age, men that I can relate to.Then I spied a big man walking to the end of the bar to grab an empty stool. He was a good fifteen years my senior. At six feet tall or more, he exuded authority, as befits a man expecting to get his way. He had a large shaved head and looked a lot like Mr. Clean. He was wearing a pair of black slacks that molded to his muscular legs and a black sweater tailored to his manly form. It was hard for me to turn my eyes.