What made you so eager to massage my ass, balls and cock, and then suck me off and swallow my cum?”I was a little embarrassed when I looked him in t...e eyes and said, “It’s hard for me to explain, Ben. I’ve never had any kind of experience like this with a man. When I saw and felt your muscular body for the first time, your strength and raw sexuality attracted me somehow. And when I started massaging your muscular ass, and then your asshole and balls, I became enthralled by it all. My only. I felt a little uncomfortable sitting there on the edge, as if trying to understand mother's thinking. The old man had eased himself closer to my body and I could feel him press against my hips, with a slow rhythmic pushing.Mother saw my discomfort and immediately suggested I talk to him and tell him my secrets, her eyes appeared to burn as if warning me, and slowly it dawned on me what she was trying to achieve.She moved around the bed until she was behind him, and as I looked at her, she was. Time kept on passing and I continued my regimen of masturbation, fantasizing about actresses and girls and women I liked. One of the women I used to fantasies was my Aunt (my mother’s youngest sister-we Indians, call this aunt ”MAUSI”). Mausi was twenty five years of age, beautiful, bit plump but with real big tits. She was married, but still not kids. During my summer vacation, when I was fourteen years of age, my mother sent me away to stay for a month with my Mausi in Dehradun. My Uncle. ’ Bianca considered that and immediately felt hungry. ‘Okay, where?’ ‘Harbourside – it’s near you. Say 12:30 – I’ll book a table. How will I recognize you?’ ‘I’ll be wearing bright red-frame Italian sunglasses – just the very latest arrival at Melbourne Airport duty-free.’ ‘How will I tell they’re Italian – don’t answer. That was my idea of a joke.’ ‘Fine, Mr Young. I’ll meet you at the Manchurian in thirty minutes. ‘Harbourside.’ ‘That was my idea of a joke. Good-bye.’ Bianca joined the short.