1. Pears And Strawberries


    Date: 6/12/2017, Categories: First Time, Group Sex, Taboo, Author: brianbigdogsmith, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    My father and his b*****r died in an airplane accident in their own little four-seater when I was four and left me and mother on our own and the same faith was shared by my uncle's wife and there c***d, a girl a year older than me. My dad and Uncle was successful stockbrokers long before it was a "normal" occupation and made a fortune long before they were thirty. They weren't poor to start with my grand-father had a business with more than forty employees and he had given them the capital to start the firm and was the oldest client they had so he too had improved on his wealth and he never neglected to remind me that I was the sole heir to half his fortune and the business. Unfortunately I never understood mechanical things, still don't. All I know about moving metal-wheels or whatever is that they tend to be expensive to repair and never are trustworthy. I was and am good with figures so I guess I would be a good accountant in the business but apart from that... My cousin, Emma, short for Emanuella, was and is a wizard with everything that moves, have wheels underneath it and make loud noises. The more noise the better. And the more oil and dirt under the hood the better and as a consequence she was always black under her fingernails, and hands, and face too. I admired my cousin and wanted to be just as good as her so when her mother bought her an old car on her sixteenth birthday that she could experiment on I wanted to help her with the task of getting it, I think she ...
    called it tuned up or something, but I couldn't have a spanner in my hand without getting deep bruises on my knuckles and when I one day almost electrocuted myself while tampering with the battery Emma forbade me to get under the hood. I still loved to watch her working though. At the age of twelve I started to get interested in girls and from there on I could spend hours behind Emma watching her tight little butt press against the cloth of her jeans while my cock pressed against the material of *my* trousers. In the autumn of the same year Mom and Aunt Caren decided that Emma and I should learn how to play bridge. When we protested they said that it would be nice to know how to play and that it was an excellent way to get together once a week, as if they ever needed an excuse to do that since they were the best of friends and played tennis and went shopping together almost everyday of the week and Emma and I were the best friends and met also every day. Emma's and my protesting didn't do us any good. The bridge-lessons started and to my surprise I really enjoyed the game and Emma seemed to like it too and we looked forward to our evenings of bridge. They included more than just bridge. This was the night when we had to learn about the finer points of the French-kitchen as well and we were even allowed to taste a glass of whine and that was were I found my talent. It seemed as I was born with the knowledge of first-class cooking and soon I took over more and more of the cooking ...
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