Am I really doing it good?” “You’re doing it beautifully. You do such wonderful things with your tongue, darling. I want to feel your tongue som...where else right now… somewhere where I need it even more.” “Gosh, Aunty, where do you want me to put it? I’ll put it anywhere you want it!” the boy rasped, his balls seething in their sac as I played with them. “I’ll show you where I want that tongue, Arjun,” I said in a voice that dripped with honey. I lay on the cool floor and spread my long slim. That's when the realization that I had not seen my keys hit me like a wall. I had not to that point thought about my keys or my wallet with all of my identification. They are the kind of thing a person takes for granted, s/he assumes that certain items, like keys, wallets, toothbrushes, (at least my toothbrush was where I had left it) will be where s/he left them when they went to bed. In my case that was in my jeans which were no where to be found (I know I looked). A wave of complete. "You're looking very yummy tonight Tad," Shannon said as she admired Tad's toned 6'4 inch body. She carefully looked him up and down and nodded her head in approval. Tad was wearing a pair of tight designer jeans that prominently displayed his swollen package. He paired the jeans with a thin white shirt that he had unbuttoned down to the middle of his toned chest. He had left a slight stubble on his face that accentuated his rugged good looks."What you drinking Tad?" Joel asked his wife's new. ” Tracy was back sooner than I expected.“What the hell are you doing at my computer?”“I was just curious about your reading habits. Sex stories, huh?”“It’s none of your business what I read. Get the hell out of my room and stay out.” “Incest sex stories I noticed.”“Get out!”“Brother-sister incest sex stories.”“Bastard! Get out!”“I didn’t know you had the hots for me.” Tracy screeched. She usually screeches when she’s been overly annoyed or frustrated with someone or something but I.