" "What?" he questioned, "I want to suck you and then I want you to fuck me... if you want to..." replied his horny sister. She then walked over to hi...m and placed her hands on his waistband, and slowly slid his trousers off. Greg then got hold of her t-shirt and pulled it off, and then slid off her running shorts, and then her panties. Freya had already removed his top and then undid her bra. Greg felt her breasts and gave them a squeeze. She moaned as he did this, and then placed her hand at. I can see it in your eyes ... Cecil. Do you catch my drift? She was simply sharing the milk of human kindness. That's a laudable thing, even if it occasionally causes a slight inconvenience, wouldn't you agree?" I waved a Benjamin to make my point and Cecil nodded."You were wrong about one thing, though, sir," he added."Which was?" I asked him."I was hurt by the wrong kind of man ... not woman. I'm gay," he explained, at which I shrugged, admitting my error, "Otherwise, though, you're spot on.. She has never owned nor worn a bikini preferring to cover her nakedness with full body swimsuits and that suits me just fine.Walking into the bedroom she started to undress and piece by piece she became as nature intended much to the delight of my cock that was now pointing at the ceiling and weeping sex juice at it's tip as she did so. I had not realised that she had got so bushy down there recently so I energetically and enthusiastically got to work with the hair clippers. I should mention at. " "Martin called him. He was very direct on the telephone. He told Wendell that I was coming over to give him a blow job." Kelly looked at me. "That actually made it easier." "What do you mean?" "When I got into Wendell's office we both knew exactly why I was there. Playing coy games with an old man would have been difficult for me." I nodded. Kelly said, "Wendell is about the same size as you are." "You mean he's not very big." "I think that when you're seventy-four you're going to look just.