“Looks like you have something other than d**gs on your mind right now, Uncle Mike.” Annie was staring at the bulge growing beneath my pajama bott...ms. Kate was at work and Erin had taken Megan shopping, which left Lexi the only person unaccounted for. Annie had confronted me as I stood at the stove trying to make an omelet that was quickly turning into a congealed mass of burnt cheese, peppers, and ham.“A man can’t always control his body.”“But a woman can.”“I, er, don’t think that would be. What to do? On one hand, he would get thewomanly chest he had long craved. And having another woman join them wasalways a dream of his. But he sure didn't want to touch, suck, or getpenetrated by a 5 ? inch clit. No way. Impossible. That was the dealbreaker. Or was it? A small clit was very feminine - in fact the essenceof femininity, right? - fun to touch and suck. So even if it got reallylarge it would still be a clit, not a cock. There would be no spermcoming out of it, and it would be on a. “Now slut I have a surprise for you” he said as he turned my head towards the kitchen. My jaw dropped when I saw Joe standing there with his cock in one hand and a video camera in the other. I saw him look towards the front door and nod his head. Two men that I had never met walked in. One was the color of caramel and had spiky black hair. The other was a muscular black man. I had always fantasized about being with a man that wasn’t white but I had never told Joe about those fantasies. “Joe!. You reach down and begin to stroke me. feeling me grow harder in your hands. My cock becoming slick with precum letting your hand slide all along me. With your other hand you grab my balls and lightly squeeze as you continue to pump me. You can feel my balls start to contract and you let go all together. You walk over to the bed, my eyes never leaving your sexy ass. You lay down and tell me to take off your shoes. I notice as I come over to you that you have gotten a french pedicure to.