Too busy to take any more than a fleeting interest, I allowed Kelly to choose the holiday destination, and she plumped for Playa de las Americas. xxx 18 Gently she began to wank me as my eyes rolled back in my head. When I’d finished I tore off a piece of paper but was shaking so much I couldn’t manage. Ignoring my plea, she gently massaged my balls, working her fingers around the nutsack. You will recall from the previous story that I am the wrong side of fifty, a respected English teacher, whilst my wife, Kelly, is barely out of her teenage. ‘Please wipe me, Uncle Bob’, I pleaded, still white-faced.”
Listening to Kelly’s impassioned recital, I found myself sweating profusely in the seat.
