Built to sail the Mediterranean, not the open ocean.”She brought her foot up to my groin and pressed her stockinged foot against my bulge as she smi...ed, “Then perhaps you should make any further indulgences more… substantive.”“Very well,” I said and released my belt to drop my breeches and hose, then exposing my naked member to her.“Mmm, very nice,” she said appreciatively and then sat up to inspect it more thoroughly. Her fingers were soft and adroit as she took hold of my still somewhat soft. Or us din me office me kuchh kam bate me man nahi laga pa raha tha har vakat aunty ke bare me hi sochata tha ki aaj to sham ko aunty ke ghar jana hai or unke husband to late ate hai to aunty se kuchh romantic bate karunga or unko apni or attract karuna..Muje thoda thoda samj to agaya tha ki aunty sex ki bhukhi hai because unke husband se unke jagade hone ki raat ko unke ghare aavaj sunayi deti thi…Us din me office se thoda jaldi ghar agaya or fir fresh hoke sidha aunty ke ghar chala gaya .Me. After that sitting on the sofa she breast fed me for some time from her left boob which I was doing like her baby. She uncontrollably was moaning and was pushing me further to her breast.She then moved into the bedroom and the temperature in that room was set to minimum by neetu and our body temperature was hot as never due to the wine and our sex hormones. I followed her and removed her pallu and I was kneading her boobs above her blouse and I was gone mad kissing her lovely flawless navel.I. ”“That’s my boy,” my dad grinned.“Son, we have a little confession to make,” my mother said, “Mrs. Newton isn’t ill at all. Your father and I just felt it was about time for you to become a man. So we asked Debby to take care of that.”I was stunned. My parents not being mad was one thing, but to learn that they had actually staged this themselves?“But why did you lie to me?” was all I could think of to say to my parents.“We just thought,” my dad said, “it would be more fun this way. More fun.