Wo jab ghar aayi to barsaat ki vajah se unke saare kapde gile ho gaye the unhone salvaar kamiz pehni hui thi to unme se unke bade bade boobs ekdm saaf... dikh rahe the. Wo aate hi andar chali gayi aur bathroom me jakar apne kapde badal liye fir mai bathroom me gaya waha unki penty padi thi to maine wo uthayi uspe thoda maal laga huaa tha to maine muth maari aur saara maal penty pe hi daal diya. Khana khane k baad wo mere saath me baithkar hi tv dekh rahi thi mujhe subah ke nazare k baad mujhse. “Exactly. It can be… embarrassing.”“Like when a guy gets a hard-on in the movies, huh?”said joked.Pearl was surprised and delighted at how bold theteenage niece was. Not at all modest and Aunt pearlwas starting to see a whole lot of possibilities forthe weekend.“When, as you say, a guy gets a hard-on on a date…and you don’t intend to let him screw you… I supposethat sometimes you might give him a hand-job, right?” Sharon blinked, then. The other women might get even more jealous.” “You think?” “I know I would be if you weren’t already mine.” Her voice was barely above a whisper now. “What do you say we arrive… fashionably late?” Carmen knelt down in front of me. I looked down at her, my bulge growing even larger as I looked down her dress. Carmen unzipped my pants. She moved my boxers aside, and my manhood sprang forth. I was completely dressed in my best suit, except for the 10-inch, blood-engorged declaration of my love for. No last names given. It wasn’t that kind of summer fling.I had met Xander earlier that year while I was spending the majority of my summer vacation visiting with my grandma in Miami. He had caught my eye playing beach volleyball, as any good summer romance starts.He must have noticed me watching because he caught up with me after the game and we got talking. Xander was a twenty-three year old business major from Tampa spending the summer housesitting for a friend.God, he was gorgeous. Maybe.