His hand trembled as it moved higher over the tender softness of my inner thigh. I moved my right leg closer to him, the movement spreading my legs fa...rther apart. He responded by slipping his hand up until he touched my shaved balls. I felt my dick thicken and lengthen with growing lust. He continued his caressing until he finally cupped my balls in his hand then moved upwards to wrap his fingers around my hardening cock. I moaned and opened my eyes. Looking down I saw him bend over and slip. "There's hope for you yet, little sister."There were a lot of ways I could have taken that, so I decided to be an adult and not ignore the implications. Instead I smiled vaguely and changed the subject. Sure, I'd get married, and right now Eric was a prime candidate, but I'd always want to swing. It got in your blood.Terri, Renée and I had talked about it one day while riding. "We're all sluts," Terri said, "at least in the traditional sense. But I don't feel it's wrong." That's because I think. I had asked her to keep an eye on my daughter. Bernadette had let a boy in the house. I told her that I would take care of it but asked her to note the times and information for me. I told her that I would pay her for her services. She liked that, she was still sort of babysitting, and getting paid for it. I on the other had could let my daughter think that she was on her own. Like they say give her enough rope until she hangs herself. That first day the boy stayed only a few minutes, then. For the first time, I felt Raju spreading my ass cheeks and massaging my ass crack. The more he massaged, the more oil dribbled down my asshole and on to my balls and to my dick which was rock hard now.Aunt Kamala was holding my head tight and was asking me to lick her harder and faster. Raju’s fingers accidentally touched my asshole which was already very well-lubricated. I thought I was by mistake. After some time, his fingers were roaming around my asshole and I wasn’t very comfortable about.