I slowly touched the head of my semi erect penis. My touch and thoughts about Anushka chechi made it come into full erect form. I encircled my fingers... around my dick just like Anushka chechi hold it today. I slowly moved my hand up and down making my foreskin move along with my grasp and images of today’s incident came into my mind. Anushka chechi’s face. That sharp eyes looking at me and looking at my cock enjoying the sight of my little preteen cock, her luscious red lips biting while she was. But within 2 strokes, he came on me and went to sleep. He is no longer young and can barely keep his dick erect nowadays. We are mostly like brothers and sisters now.And my mom laughed mockingly.Then aunty asked my mom: So didi, shall I ask you something? Don’t you touch yourself?My mom replied: Sometimes with the hand shower while taking a bath.And mom laughed out.Mom: You won’t understand Sheela, the pain of a middle-aged woman.Then aunty replied: No Didi, he too has no interest anymore. He. I was away sailing on my boat, it was somewhere warm and there were people with me who I seemed to know well. We had all jumped over the side and had been skinny-dipping, nothing new for me and I’ve done it for so long I consider it normal practice. It seemed normal for them too. We were having a really good timeI got out first and laid down in the sun across the bridge deck. For those not familiar with a yacht the bridge deck is the seat area that crosses the boat in front of the main hatch. Easier for her to speak about such things out loud if she was aroused.“Sure, who could say no to that. Of course, with you wearing your bracelet, you are basically saying you would accept dares anyway, right? But, I get it, it’s a specific game, and you have to ask some questions which I assume are going to make you uncomfortable!”He paused for a moment, considering. “Well, you still owe me a number of climaxes you said, and we never did address that. I guess I could have you do one right now,.