Seated at one of the tables, I saw Jennifer, her mother, father and sister. I knew this was going to be awkward but I had no choice. I walked over and...said my hellos. Jen got up, hugged me softly, kissing my cheek. She whispered softly in my ear.“It’s ok, I told them, they know.” she stated.Her mother got up as well, gave me a hug and a kiss. I shook her Dad’s hand as well. They seemed at ease, I hoped that they were supportive of Jen’s decision. I promised I would be back to chat later but I. When Max comes alone it's because he wants me and only me at the time. It's him so frustrated that he needs to get out his frustrations with hard sex, which I am happy to give. Now everyone knows the sort of guy that barges into his own place, dumps his stuff in a corner and just plays music loudly. Max does that too but for two great reasons. One is I enjoy the music and two, it's to hide our fucking from the neighbours. “Sarah get the fuck in the shower right now!” He might tell me while. All I could do was watch as my friend becoming a horse by mind trading, stood and though a gelding, sported one hellish big equine male horse erection. I watched, seeing my friend being a male horse try to use its massive libido and masturbate as best he might, not getting the hoped climax, but spewing a load of horse urine out in a boiling yellow surge."O.M.G., but I swoon from seeing my friend stand there and wish he could masturbate his horse maleness, "I said aloud, as saw then the mind in. It had been too much to resist: my lovely aunt, full and ripe and mature just out of the bath, the bathroom door ajar. I couldn’t help myself. Drawn by the promise of her voluptuous curves, I lurked and watched and stroked my cock, the caresses turning into fell-fledged wanking while I thought about what I would do if I had a chance at her body.Legs, waist, and buttocks exposed, my aunt towelled dry before stepping into her knickers. She wore her ash-blonde hair loosely pinned up, skin glowing.