It had been a long time since I'd had any real human contact. I had the urge to turn my hand over so that I could hold hers, but figured that would lo...ok wrong. Instead I took a minute to fight back the emotions talking about my life had started to bring out. Paula asked where Aunt Marie was living and when I told her, she said that she knew where it was, and it wasn't far from her house. At that point, I told her that I was planning on seeing her from there, and should probably get going.A. Holding Rachael here made him feel seventeen again. Young, eager, excited. Ready to face life all over again. He wondered what her children would look like and smiled at the thought of her being a mother. They would have to discuss that; he definitely wanted children with her but she had never mentioned the idea."I wanna ask you something and I want you to answer me honestly." He said softly."Ok."He hesitated a moment then laughed at himself, "Why do you always make me feel 'bout 17?" She. I turned away. What he didn’t know was that I was watching his reflection in the mirror. I could see him take the towel off, toweling himself. He had a huge boner. And just as I looked at it, our eyes met in the mirror. I couldn’t look away. I knew I should, but I couldn’t. Suddenly, while staring at me intently, he ran his hand down his cock, as if he were about to play with himself. I moaned. But to my disappointment, he quickly took the hand away and pretending like nothing happened quickly. We stood next to each other and wordlessly dropped our pants to our ankles, he reached over to feel the outline of my cock in its silky confines and I reached over to find his cock semi-hard with no underwear covering it. His right hand grabbed hold of my panty covered cock, while his left hand opened a small bottle of lube and squirted some onto his cock. His cock felt huge in my hand as I started to slowly stroke it, I was really getting into it when I heard a voice from behind us say "Well.