As Jose prepared to leave, he said, "Hey! Let's do each other's balls next time. I like that. OK?" Jane/Joe nodded. "OK, I kind of like that, too. It ...was a lie. He didn't like it. Yet.After Jose had gone home, Jane/Joe lay on the cot thinking. It had been nice with Jose, different from the other men. Like two real close buddies who just happened to suck each other off. It didn't seem as guilt-ridden as his encounters with the others had been. He had even enjoyed Jose's piss. And he sure as hell. Finishing her salad roll and capping her half-full bottle of spring water, Lisa pulled from her shoulder bag the latest letter from her mother. It was a chatty three-pager, the only really interesting item was that her mother bribed a truckie preparing to haul her illegally parked truck for impounding. Fortunately, this ‘rather nice young man with a whimsical smile and obviously an excellent brain’ induced her to offer the tow-away guy money for his back pocket, and the rogue accepted it,. At this point, I had had a hard on for the entire 4-hour drive and felt my pre-cum practically seeping through my shorts. As we put our bags away, the moment I had dreamed about finally came. I felt his delicate hand caress my crotch. “Is this ok, Uncle? DO you mind?” Without missing a beat, I thrust his hand directly on my cock, whispered “It’s better than ok, baby”, as I shoved my tongue down his throat, moaning ecstatically…his hand stroking my hard cock, our lips sucking each others. She had a direct, honest presence, an outdoor, rural, warm and gregarious demeanor.Connie had the plans set. She talked to Eric over the phone. He was a little nervous about having Connie stay in the house in Miranda's presence. He didn't tell her about his nervousness, but she had anticipated it. She told him to spend the day seducing his wife, doing everything he could to turn her on, to intensify her need, to make her almost cum as often as possible before Connie and Jim arrived. Cook up.