” A soft kiss on the lips and a smile more relaxed and tender. “Mr. Buttoned up. Relax a bit. Live a little, Dave, honey. Why should Jill be the o...ly one who has all the fun.”Without any words, my smile back to her told her I knew she was talking sense. The curse of the over-educated. Always overthinking. Always afraid to just live for the moment. To party and have fun as so many others easily do.Another little kiss, this time a hundred percent loving, the touch of her lips on mine wonderful.. When I finally came, it was a grabFrank and hold on moment. I could feel the come boiling up the length ofmy cock. I imagined what the inside of his ass would look like, brightred from all the fucking, covered now in freshly deposited thick whitecome. When I finished, he gently slid himself off my still hard cock. Helaid down next to me and we snuggled. I fell asleep.I woke up with him behind me. His still hard cock was between my asscheeks. I pulled away and told him he's not going there. He. After that fight and since I had grown up my Sheela always told Me to go away when she’s about to bath or pee and puts a saree to cover as a door, this forced me badly to see her nude at any cost. After two years of the same I began to masturbate watching porn videos often, I used to imagine Sheela and jerk off.My Sister (Aunt’s daughter) Keerthy attained her Puberty at that time , she was still speaking to me normal and she was innocent like before itself, One day she were alone in their home. I was just staring at her. I was waiting for the train to reach Mumbai so that I can touch her as I want.My wife was not comfortable with PDA so I didn’t want to try something on the train. Ruhi bent down to take some stuff from the bag and my eyes got stuck on her cleavage. Her cleavage was looking like a deep valley. Some part of boobs was inviting me to get them pressed. I went near Ruhi and held her in my arms.I looked into her eyes for a while and she gave a lovely smile. That’s it. After.