“Why did you stop?” I whispered. He said nothing but turned on his side to face me. “You liked that didn’t you?” he said. I never got a chan...ce to answer before he started stroking my cock again. He used one hand to tug at my nutsack and the other to stroke my cock. I had to admit – it did feel great. His cock was leaning heavily to one side, twitching, leaking precum. He squeezed as he stroked up my shaft and over my knob. As he did this he collected the dollop of precum that he coaxed out of. A month later the moment occurred. I had to mow the grass and my wife had to bring some order in her recipe collection which she wanted to do in the kitchen. This was perfect. The lawn was visible from the kitchen so she would be able to see the hired “gardener” in action.She took her recipes and sat down to sort them. I went to my workshop to change my clothes. I had an old shirt and old jeans that I used to wear when I was working in the garden. I decided to skip my underwear to make it easy. Then one of them asked me what you did my sexy sister while he asking this other two of they put their hand on my shoulder but I resisted to them and wake up from the bed but they black mailed that they will tell that to my parents and my brother then all of their friends. Then I was cried one of them wiped my tears and told me don’t worry you have remedy for that and then I asked what is that remedy and they told you have to be nude in front of us, if you don’t do that we will tell that to all. Hoping to end it quickly, he told her the truth. "Just as soon as I find a woman that can possibly compare to you, mom." That usually ended the conversation, but tonight it seemed to fail."And in what ways are you comparing them to me?"David didn't know how to answer, and started blushing instead. He couldn't believe that at twenty-eight he could still blush like this. Well, the truth had gotten him into this mess; he would use it to get him out. "I am looking for someone who is smart, and.