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My 20 year old nephew came to visit me for a weekend. He's a rather handsome young man. The Navy keeps him in shape. He had gone out with some friends on Saturday night. It was very late when he came home. I heard him enter the house, wander to the guest bedroom, and stir about. I quietly got up and went to the doorway to make sure he was okay. I peeked in and got a surprise. He was laying across the bed without a shirt on and his pants were around his ankles. He had his hand wrapped around his cock and was stroking it fast. I didn't want to disturb him, but I didn't want to leave either. I've done many sexual things in the past 40 years, but I had never watched anybody masturbate.


I reached into my robe and slipped a finger inside of myself. Then I moved it across my clit. Mark was in his own world as his hand moved from the head of his cock to the base in a fast manner. The dim light of the night lamp didn't allow me to get a full look at his rod. But it was a nice size for what I could tell. His biceps flexed. He let out a small grunt and a huff. His ass raised in the air and his body stiffened. I thought 'Yes baby let it go'. And he did. A spurt hit him right in the neck. Then the following spurts dotted his firm toned chest. He let out a whisper of relief. He stroked it a few more times to milk it dry.


I was wet as hell, but not quite ready to orgasm. He then just sorta passed out. I made careful steps back to my room, locked my door and let my Rabbit vibe run thru my forest and into the hole. Oh my goodness the fantasies I had of Mark and his cock. I fell asleep with the vibe in my pussy. That's how long I did myself. The next morning at breakfast I was very tingly between the legs. Mark looked a little bit 'guilty'. He knew he had fallen asleep with his cock in his hand and the door wide open. I acted as if I never had a clue. He left that afternoon. Oh how strong that hug was. It sent a quiver thru me. If he wasn't my nephew I think I would have.........

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