Late one Sunday evening, the house was uncharacteristically quiet. Most of the family was away and we three, Tookey, me and her little brother, Jerry ...were fooling around on the living room couch. Secure in the knowledge of our unaccustomed privacy, we were "cutting up"... wrestling and shrieking, as they were against me, trying to pin me and win my submission.Remember, I was a sexually aware kid who left little to chance. To the contrary, it had become my mission to contrive those situations. One of them wanted a lower berth and wanted to know whether I would swap berths with him. I glanced at her and she nodded her head imperceptibly saying no.“Sorry, my wife is not well and she needs my help!” I said glancing at her. She smiled a little, my heart raced and my groin hardened at the hint of things to come. The two guys went up to their berths and promptly went to sleep. I opened the packet of idlis that my mother had packed for me. She looked at me and said, “Please have puris and. Jodi arrived in a glorious summer dress, totally out of keeping for winter. Lots of arms showing, lots of leg, sexy shoes with three-inch heels, and her breasts and ass were obvious without being cheap. John got hard immediately, but he showed her around the studio, asked if he could photograph her fully dressed just to relax her, and soon he had forty-eight shots of head, hair, frontal, sideways, Jodi leaning over showing off her cleavage, then her ass. In fact, Jodi just being Jodi looking. She always did it slowly, to give herself time to get used to him, and the effect was knee-trembling. No need for words or comment, she could tell how close I was and she decided to help me along; fingernails scratching behind your balls will do that and it definitely had the effect she was seeking. Several great surges and spurts left me clinging onto a chair to keep upright as Lucy slurped and swallowed the last vestiges of, what felt like, the odd pint or two of sperm. She licked her lips.