She saw me and called me over so I hesitantly walked over to her feeling very awkward. She said don't be shy I'm your aunt you'll get use to seeing me...naked living here. I slid past her and went to the bathroom and then I went back to bed. That morning my aunt woke me up and of course I woke up with a huge boner like I always do. My aunt grabbed it and said wow I was sent a big helper. I felt really awkward again and tried to push her hand off my cock. She scolded me and said listen here your. He still had 'that look' in his eye and I could feel his eyes on me from the instant I opened the door. The only name I ever knew him by was Mr. Robertson (I've changed it for this story) but I was about to learn a lot more about him.He told me that he needed to check out the tiles in the kitchen and bathroom because he was going to install some new ones for us as he wanted to spruce the place up a little before it got too badly out of condition. He followed me through to the kitchen and I. But, um ... could I like practice using my mouth on your dick again?” She finally managed, then hurriedly went on with, “I know you’re hard and mom’s busy and everything. I just want to do something nice for a change.”I couldn’t help it. I looked at her as if she’d grown a second head. This was not the smart-mouthed, trash talking teen who had a sarcastic remark and joke for every occasion. She saw the look and wilted.“Never mind, Master. I’m sorry for asking.”Cherry spoke from her place almost. She turned to put the toilet seat down and sat on it and pulled him closerto her by his hips. Duke stood there as she rubbed and touched and fondled his cock and let her do as she pleased. Her shirt was soaked and I could make out her hard nipples poking through her shirt. She was in her panties which I couldn't tellif it was soaked with pussy juice or water. I was thinking a little of both. As she sat there wiping him, I could see down her shirt.Her tits were flopping around in her shirt as.