Starting at my collarbone, he will begin to anoint my body with the sweet-smelling oil and massage me from head to toe. His touch is sometimes soft, ...sometimes ticklish, and other times meant to work out the stresses and strains of my day. He knows every inch of my body by touch: the inside of my elbow, the indentation of my belly button, the crease where my butt meets my leg all the way down to the soft padding on the tip of my toes. There isn’t a square inch of flesh on my body he hasn’t. If so, unless I was the initial mutation, there should be stories.Aunt Susie indeed had details about my ancestors. Despite being related only on my father's side — she was my grandfather's sister — she gathered information on mother's ancestors. I guess once you catch the genealogy bug, you don't stop tracing until you reach Adam and Eve.I was quickly overwhelmed by the information Aunt Susie had. It was contained in notebooks, loose papers, scrapbooks, and most of all, in her prodigious. I replied sorry aunty I can’t say …She said if you don’t say I will tell ur mom abt this…Ok, I replied I can’t tell and I can show you how I did.She laughed at me in a sexy way ..Ok do it she said then I took her to the room and made her like sleeping and took my cock outside.She said that means you are horny at me right?I said yes then she came near to me and started fucking my cock then we involved in deep sex…Happily, she said she is loving me and sex with me daily she said bcoz her husband. With someone. Would you be interested?" Er.... yeah, I'll be Sir Jasper for you! My take would be we'd need the clothes and the venue, make it a real production number" "Cool" I said, "I'd like to do that with you" I reached across, after a while, and grasped his wide shaft near the base and began to keep time with his fingers."Oh god thats nice" he moaned "such lovely soft hands. Never done a DAYS work in your life !!"We giggled some more. "What about your mate we met on the train?" I.