I quickly took off my pants and reached down for a replacement pair, eager to get dressed again before Brian caught sight of my little prick.The repla...cement pants weren't where I'd put them. I bent down and searched for them, almost panic-struck."Looking for these?" Brian said. I turned around, startled. My Uncle was laying on his side on the sofa with my clean white pants d****d over his, obviously hard, cock."Can I have them back please?" I asked. I saw my pants move as his cock twitched. All this time the two men had not shifted their gaze from her. She was now aware of this and tried to look away. Then, with a word to his friend, one of the men walked up to her. Lisa looked worried, but he seemed friendly enough. He was about her age, wearing a suit with the current trend for short cropped hair. He seemed nervous too, as if he didn’t do this sort of thing often, but in this instance had felt compelled to. ‘Give him a few minutes,’ Dawn said to Phillip. They watched as the. "I had enough yesterday. I prefer to speak to you. And," I glanced at the box of mah jongg on the table, "to play. You play mah jongg, don't you?"We started hands."Do you know what mah jongg means?" I asked."A sparrow," he said."Yes, a sparrow."I asked him other questions, too - about his sisters, his friends, his career. Unlike yesterday, he seemed uninterested. Then he interrupted me on half-word and started asking me.I told him about myself. About my mother. And about a white boy she looked. It didnt take but a couple of times bottoming out my cock like that and I flooded her belly with my hot and much bottled up spunk. She took it all like a trooper. After that Brandi said she needed to get home as she needed to let the babbysitter go home. I said ok and asked when we could see eachother again. She said she would call soon. Well as luck would have it we both lived in the same direction, so when we left I was behind her for the first couple miles. My cell rang and it was Brandi..