Her luscious nipples went from soft to hard with just a touch. I gently twisted the tips of them with my fingers, and was thrilled when I heard her mo...n. I learned early on that her nipples were super sensitive. They were one of her “spots”…like the back of her neck or the crease of her elbow. My dick felt like a metal rod. I didn’t think it could get any harder without snapping in two. Her pussy was so slick and hot…she had the tightest pussy ever. It was amazing. With each thrust I felt like. 'Look Tony, I have seen more bare men than you have had hot dinners.Just think of it as if you are in hospital and are undergoingtreatment. I need to see you without your clothes on so that I can workout what size undies and things we need, okay?''Okay. But promise you won't laugh.''What at? There is nothing under that robe that I haven't seen amillion times.'I slowly took of the robe and let it fall, holding my hand in front ofmy rather small and shrunken manhood.'Well, you're skinnier than I. Nothing can beat this. No music, no food can top the binding togetherness laced with the thrill of potential discovery. The electric storm that whips between the two of us shoots lightning along my pussy walls and up to connect the swollen nubs at the apex of my breasts, straining beneath the thin turquoise fabric of my blouse. Responding to their call, I release his head and cup each mound, first squeezing the flesh before tweaking my hard nipples. Lust-filled messages consume my neural cortex. Her slender body had matured, standing at 5'7", with long raven black hair that flowed to her shoulders, but still having those beautiful dark brown eyes. Her boobs had grown to a large D cup, round and firm looking. She had been here for less than a few days until you found her one night in the attic, staring at the old mirror that you had hidden away in the corner. Legend has it that it was cursed. The source of the misfortune to any second born of the extended family, meaning the one thing.