I love those days. Last week we got a card with a family photo from some friends. Their son in the photo is 18 and just graduated high school. My wif...e made a comment that he was very good looking and she would bet the girls were keeping his cock hard all the time. I asked her if she would like to make his cock hard as well. She looked a little shocked and then asked if I would have a problem with that. I thought about it for about 1 second and said, you obviously want to and that if youre. We usually fucked about once a week. And I’ll admit that was my fault. My equipment was breaking down far more quickly than Kelly’s. Although clearly, I had never been able to fully keep up with her or she wouldn’t have had sex with dozens of other people throughout our lives.Kelly still looked great. Her boobs were an unbelievable 36G. She was still a short five-feet-two-inches. She was carrying a few more pounds, but at that age who isn’t? A hundred and thirty still looked damn good on her.. "Well, it's not going to be as dramatic as you and your robe," I commented, failing to buy time. Realizing I had no choice: my earlier statements, and the subtle competitiveness that had always existed between us as siblings, guaranteed I'd go along with this game. Given that, there seemed no point in procrastinating. But damn, my penis was not cooperating. Throb, throb. Oh, hell.I stood and pulled off my sweatshirt and t-shirt in one motion, and kicked off my shoes. Then, muttering something. We turned on our flashlights. Rob said he ripped the pages out of a magazine his dad was going to burn in the incinerator. It was two naked woman from Playboy magazine. You could here a pin drop as we stared at the paper boobs. The bottom half of the pictures were missing but the half we could see was awesome. After a few minutes one of the boys suddenly said he had to leave and quickly dashed back to the outhouse near our cabin. We all knew what he was going to do and started to make slapping.