He began to gently rub them over his face and slowly, he unhooked my bra from behind. As he took my bra off, I felt a sense of embarrassment and tried...covering my breasts up with my hands.“There’s no need to be shy,” my uncle said as he took my hands away revealing my dark brown sugar areolas. They were round and my nipples were beginning to pucker. They were hard, just like ripe cherries. My uncle lowered his head so he could get a taste. He took one nipple into his mouth as his hand grabbed. Jane had begun to smile when Jason told her she was beautiful. She smiled even broader and sighed when he squeezed both of her butt-cheeks. He then gently swatted her butt and sent her to the shower.Jane returned about an hour later looking refreshed from her days work as Dean Malcomb's receptionist. Her hair was freshly shampooed and again pulled back into a ponytail. Her pussy had been shaved bald as Jason had requested. And finally, she smelled even more enticing."Jason, may I ask a. “So, was that her?”, Fred asked.“Who?”, I replied nervously.“The girl talking to you. When she turned around, I saw what you meant about that dress. I think it really is just a shirt”, he said.I nodded. “Pretty sure it is.”Fred smirked. “So, did you get busted for checking her out?”, he asked.I shook my head. “Nah, she just wanted to know if I was part of the family”, I lied. There was no sense in getting Fred worked up into “go get her!” mode, even though he was my best friend. I’d come clean. I could smell his musk as he leaned right past my face, stretching to see as well as touch. It was sweaty, unpleasant but strangely erotic. I turned to him and beckoned him to join me at the front. He stood and walked around and sat to my left. He didn’t have his dick out like the previous guy. Straight away he leaned over and started to wank me off. I stretched out in my seat, taking advantage of there being no row in front of me. I closed my eyes to enjoy it as I preferred that to the fisting.