The angle was still wrong, the base of his dick pushing against her butt with his dick angling down into her thighs.She tried stretching further, but ...as at her limit, and so instead kicked at the inside of her brother's foot. She pushed against his body, encouraging him downward, and he widened his stance, letting his feet go forward and out, leaning harder on the post. Having some room, Louise sunk her feet back to the ground, standing forward a moment to relax her legs, keeping his dick. She breathed into the phone receiver. Was she getting excited? I'm not always the quickest on the uptake when it comes to women, but I got it this time. "Really?" She asked. "Yes." I leaned back on the couch and closed my eyes. I might get into trouble, but I was betting it would be a fun journey. "What do you think about when you. . . masterbate?" She asked in a low, sultry voice. "I don't know, experiences I guess." "Not fantasies?" She asked. "No, not often. Usually I think about something. I sat quietly. Mister Gaines asked, “Eric, what was that about?”“I’ve been traded to the Atlanta Braves organization. I was told I would hear more from them later.”“Is that good or bad?”“I don’t know. It’s a surprise though I somewhat expected a trade as a possibility. I’m just going to relax about it since there’s not anything I can do about it anyway. It does mean that I won’t be playing for the Sky Sox next year.”Claudette walked in to announce supper. She looked at me and asked, “Eric, what. As I watched and listened to their love making I at least now knew why Jennifer had refused to discuss the size of his tackle. He had been and was still much bigger that her husband and although she had found him a jerk, she still longed for his big cock. Masturbating furiously I still wondered why I wasn’t rushing in to stop them. As much as I hated to admit it, I was turned on by watching another man service my wife. I realised that I had always had such feelings about wanting to see her.