After digging the TV remote out from under a pile of mail and newspapers on the sofa beside me, I turn on the baseball game and rip open a bag of pret...zels, a.k.a. dinner. Theyre the whole-grain/low salt variety&hellip, want to guess who got me into the habit of buying those? Damn! Its the bottom of the eighth inning and were down by four runs. But the top of the order is coming up to bat, so maybe well get something going. Settling even deeper into the smooth brown leather, I stretch my legs. Srini: OK man sure.Me: I’ve already fucked her. We make love often.He was a little shocked after hearing this but came to his sense. He asked me how it happened and I explained to him. This gave him more confidence to ask me for a chance to fuck her. First I hesitated. But later I agreed as he’s so close with me.That morning I slowly started a private talk with my mom about that. I said that she should give him a chance. She was so angry and mad at me she scolded me for that. She said that. Finished with my penis and testicals she put oil on my right thigh as she moved down a bit on my legs then began to massage the length of it. She made sure work up in the crease where my thigh met my body and followed it down toward the back as far as she could before going back up toward the front. Each time she move her hands upward I felt them drag on that side of my testicals. She did the same thing with my left thigh before standing up and moving to the foot of the lounger and massaged. Penelope follows her gaze and she smiles. “Yeah I guess I do,” she says with a giggle. “Are you sure that you don’t want to sail with us either?”It is Hazel’s turn to giggle. “No offense, but I need a break from you. I don’t feel like being stranded on another island anytime soon.” The witch knows her friend is joking, even if there is a bit of seriousness in her tone. She can’t really blame her after all they have been through. “But we’ll get together real soon,” Hazel continues assuredly..