He would make a pallet at the end of my bed and sleep until it was time to get up for school. We were pretty close and would talk about everything wit... eachother but never about sex or anything like that. He was about 5'10 and had a bigger build, not fat, but not skinny.he would always tell me how pretty I was and I had beautiful blue eyes and features.This story starts one early morning when he stumbled in a 3. He made the pallet and lied down for awhile. I was awake. But he didn't know it.. " I know, but some people would think that it is sort of strange that a guy's aunt and her sisters would pay him for work done around their houses by giving him women's underwear." True enough, but those same people might think that it is a bit strange for a guy to be going through his aunt's underwear hamper in the first place," she replied sarcastically.Yep, couldn't argue with that one. She caught me red-handed nearly a year ago raiding her underwear hamper. Since then I have learned to lock. “I’ll pick you up in the morning at 10:00, and thank you for being such a kind and generous young man.”I left and was driving home when it occurred to me that I hadn’t given Lily my address, and I didn’t have her phone number to call her or text her the information. I would just have to hope that she would contact me.At 10:00 sharp the next morning, though, a man dressed in a dark suit knocked on my door. He was Lily’s driver and he escorted me to an old vintage Rolls Royce and opened the rear. She was still over me, her head resting on my now throbbing cock that was dripping out the last of its cum, while she fingered her pussy. I leaned over towards her as I laid there and squeezed one her ass cheeks with my hand while she worked herself to orgasm. As she moaned with her head still in my crotch, more spit and cum sprayed out of her mouth. We laid ther for another few minutes before she raised up and sat back in her seat. I sat back up and worked my trunks back on, and looked.