"I thought maybe you might cook me dinner," he said. "Your mother brags on you for your cooking ability."Crystal lit up. The only thing she knew how t...o cook was spaghetti, but you couldn't mess that up without actually trying. She picked up the phone and called home."Mom? Hey, it's me. I think I'm going to go over to Uncle Bob's tonight and make him spaghetti. He's looking a little thin and hungry."Bob was looking hungry, but not for spaghetti. He wanted to take his time with this delicious. *************** Despite the late night and all the ‘antics’, I woke around 7am the next morning with a full ‘Morning Glory’. A right boner!Karen was asleep to my right, with her back to me. I lifted the covers with one hand, to get a look at her cute little bum and I started to pull on my ‘Morning Wood’ with my other hand as the memories of the night before played over in my mind.Desperate to sink my boner into a tight pussy, I rolled onto my right side and moved up behind Karen, still stroking. People generally call and tease me hey booby boy, or your boobs and ass really look sexy. some of the hot hunks use to tease more saying after ur marriage better allow your wife to work so that she gets hot men for fun. i used to be very angry initially, but later on i started fantasizing the cuckolding part more and started loving it. So wen i was 25 i got married to a gal, akshara. i was in a well settled IT job and had many financial assets. so finding a bride was quite easy. akshara was 22. Twin sets of underwear were tented in the front but I could see that Paul was hiding a telephone pole as opposed to Andre’s pencil (a Dixon-Ticonderoga #2, I think.) Neither girl gave any show of noticing the difference themselves.In unison, Jess and Amelia grabbed the waistband of their underwear and pulled them down, exposing their crotches to the others. My suspicion about what was being hidden was spot-on. Paul was hung like a horse. Andre’s wasn’t really pencil size; he was smaller than me.