As I tell my kids, they automatically get what they need; they don’t always get what they want. As an adult, you exercise discretion. You have a ran...e of options of what to do and you choose the one you think is most suited for the time and place.”“You have a very interesting style.”“Oh?”“It’s extremely obvious what you want, but you’re very careful about saying it. Very indirect. I’m not used to that.”I smiled, “I don’t use dumb ‘pick up’ lines and I generally detest crude comments.”“And that. We three planned for getting ready for tomorrows function. Man told that she want clean her public hairs bellow her under arms and near pussy then Chan told she to want to do same thing. They asked for scissors. So i told my bro to take them from shop and also some makeup kits. He left the home then. Chan and Man stay on their night dress only and on bed they are watching some blue films all the night. I saw and scold them. Then they requested me that they was my brother first i hesitated but. It was puzzling. My wife had never tasted liquor. She was raised by parents who frowned on drinking. To my knowledge it was her first drink. Perhaps it was some kind of soft drink. The pink color didn't look like any soft drink I knew of.The conversation continued for another ten minutes. I wasn't sure but I think Brenda had moved closer to the man. I noted with surprise that she touched the man's hand twice while making some kind of a point. This wasn't like my wife. She was not a touchy type. I had to stop him quickly as I was going to unload and I wanted this to last longer than a blow job through a glory hole. He reluctantly stopped saying he didn’t mind if I cum and that he was close too as he had been wanking his cock. I said no and slowly eased his mouth off my cock, I reached down and grabbed his hand to stop him wanking and just rubbed his tight balls while he slowed down. I guess I had forgotten what it was like to be 17 and driven by the urge to cum.We were just standing.