"He's at his door looking up and down," he excitedly whispered. "Here he comes. He's at the window now," then after a pause, "what are you doing at th...e moment?"We kept up a whispered conversation on the phone, with me telling Rob everything that I was doing. "Lay on the bed and spread your legs for him sweetheart," Rob suggested.I did as my husband wanted, and kept up a description of my every move. "He's jerking off for you," Rob lustfully reported.A moment later I heard my husband exclaiming. I stood to greet her. She hugged me and we girl kissed and I got afeeling down below where there was nothing to feel, or was there. Doesthe same thing happen to girls down there as with boys? Do they get thesefeelings?She asked me what I was doing there, wasn't I supposed to be away skiing?I told her, (Off the top of my head. I had not planned on meeting anyoneso I didn't plan on a reason for being here), that I convinced my momthat I was a big girl and wanted to stay home. I guess she, Betty,. And her drinking became even worse.On the day of the wedding my mom looked beautiful in a two piece gown made of silver brocade. She was sober through out the ceremony but once the reception began she started drinking. Double fisting her favorite drink, vodka on ice mixed with g****fruit soda, it wasn't long before she was sloppy drunk and beginning to embarress herself. My new brother-in-Law had what he called a 'Party Van'. A Volkswagon van with shag carpet on floor, walls and ceiling, heavly. I walked in through the front door and to the great room. I heard my uncle snoring loudly and walked over to see…indeed his body still buck naked, his cock shriveled and soft as if she had done him well, but then I was pretty sure he had done her rightly too, his gift was knowing how the other half likes it, he had taught me well, though the student was not only bigger, but better than the teacher in this case. I saw the ropes my wrists had been bound with and got an idea. The man was.