It was a liberating and mind-blowing experience. Plus, he was reveling in the fully formed curves and soft flesh of a grown woman. So much more femini...ne than the bony sharpness of skinny girls.Netti was having the flip side of those licentious thoughts. The pleasure from her breasts was sending warm vibes throughout her body. Most especially to the triangle between her legs. She luvved having sex with almost any attractive man. That it was her own nephew that was giving and getting such heat. Firstly, Ollie was still sound asleep. He wasn’t snoring exactly, but his breathing was such that she knew he was out to it. Secondly, his cock was fully erect, jutting out from his pubes as it had the night before, slightly curved upwards, and seeming a little larger in the morning light.She lay there for a moment, replaying last night’s masturbation session in her head, and grinned at her own courage in asking him in the first place. She also remembered the way his hand stroked his cock with. Yeah, alright. Drunk. Oh dear.I handed the bag back, and stepped up to the door. As I turned the key in the lock, the door popped open. Kim had been leaning on it. She stumbled into the apartment, almost falling, and dropped the bag on the floor. I followed her in, closing the door, picking up after her, hanging the coat, and dropping her keys back in the bag.I turned to speak to her then, and she'd disappeared. I assumed she was headed to the bathroom, and I stood around in the kitchen,. I told her I had been divorced for the last three years. The conversation flowed progressively easier as we went through dinner. We ordered dessert but decided against coffee and instead hit a local jazz club we noticed a couple of doors down. As we walked out the door and down the street to the club, the evening air felt good. We held hands and laughed as we told each other jokes. We arrived at the club in a few minutes. As we went inside the change of atmosphere was a bit of a shock. The jazz.