He adjusted his shorts in order to get a little more comfortable.“What’s the matter uncle, you getting a boner?”“I guess so, if that’s what ...you call it.”Yeah, you call it a boner or a hard on, or a woody. Haven’t you ever had one before?”“Yeah, every morning when I wake up I have one.”“And do you do anything about it?”“I try to make it go down so I can pee. Sometimes I slap it around or I do some calisthenics and make it get soft enough so that I can pee.”“Why don’t you just jack it. Makes me feel young and alive at least for awhile. I’m not a bad man.” Brynn thought he saw the man’s hand graze the front of his pants but in the dim light, he wasn’t sure. The following Saturday, Gilbert had tickets to the local, semi-pro, night baseball game. Brynn wasn’t into sports but he loved the warm summer night. Gilbert drank a few beers and offered sips to the boy who declined. When it came time to leave, they drove through the warm Collinwood night with the windows down and. My breath was growing heavier and heavier, and I couldn't wait another second to enter her.A few more moments she rode my fingers. "Please, do it now... ohhh, do it now," she grabbed at my head behind her and grasped tightly on my hair, "Do it now."Through my breath and intensity, I whispered, "Okay baby."Slowly I entered my hard beating cock into her ass. So tight, so warm, so fucking sexy, together we moved together in unison. She let out small screams of pleasure as I drew her closer and. Either they had forgotten to draw the curtains or they were intending on a good show of Exhibitionism (the later was the more likely).We watched the couple trying various positions from the ‘69’ to anal positions. As they progressed the comments in the room became less and less until there was total silence in the room. You could hardly see through the window at this stage as everyone was pressed against the window and their hot breathing had created a very large vapor patch. Phillip broke the.