He then took another swallow of coffee before he began reading.Dear, Uncle Bob,I was just sitting here thinking thoughts that a niece shouldn't think ...bout her uncle.I was thinking that if you were here with me, I could straddle your lap and feather kiss your face while sliding my aching need along your cock tucked inside your jeans. Will you let me kiss your lips and will you play tongue tag with me? Will you grow hard for me, Uncle Bob? I want to feel your cock hard and strong just for me.I. I asked about her husband and Tessa said he had gone for a couple hours. I then dared to ask her if I could go to her house.She smiled and told me to wait for her in the garage, in ten minutes.Once inside her garage, Tessa locked the door and signaled a wooden table there. I moved behind her, enjoying the view of her nice swaying hips. This mature lady really turned me on…Tessa bent over her waist and put her hands over the table.I moved behind her nice buttocks and fondled her massive tits.. Putting on just a pair of loose boxers he headed to his kitchen to grab a drink before he took on the task of searching for the advertisement. He opened the fridge and was startled as he heard a voice call to him unexpectedly. ‘Hey Hun, how was your day?’ Stan’s fifty two year old mother asked him. Margaret was a good looking lady, tuffs of grey streaked her jet black hair. She had been divorced from her husband for five years and gave up on the dating game a long time ago. Besides she didn’t. Steve is writing this and we hope you enjoy our story. Cut a long story short a few years ago I let slip to my wife that my fantasy was for her to have sex with a Black guy. We’d role play a bit but it never went any further than that ! Over time I have become a cuck with Michelle tormenting me over my lack of size and how I don’t satisfy her. A few years on and she came around to the idea a little more so much so that it happened I won’t go into detail about our first time at the moment maybe.