Our class was traditional with the cliche school hotties and jocks to the uncanny girls and nerds who keep to their introvert selves. Like every other...straight guy in the class my attention was stolen by the cute girls. I never hung out with the popular students per-say, but I was well known among everyone for my social personality."Students; You're aware of the assembly after class today?" The class remained in silence. "The counselors will be discussing class selections for next year, you'll. Your beautiful face…Umaa aunty: And….?Sanju: Your voice…err….your body…aah.Sanju narrates: Umaa aunty starts stroking my cock and i can’t believe that i am getting jerked off by a milf.Umaa aunty: You like my body…my breasts? Do you wanna see your aunty’s breasts?Sanju: yes aunty….Umaa aunty: here, go on touch them.Umaa aunty: how does it feel Sanju…do you feel good? Does your aunt’s breasts feel good?Sanju: Yes aunty…yess..hmmm…Umaa aunty: What are you doing Sanju I told you only to touch. A small smile crossed the man’s face then vanished as if it were smoke. “The Count felt that you might react this way. Several cars of the local police have been hired to protect you at all costs. Will that allow you to give a more positive response?”Damn I thought. This Count was pulling out all the stops to get me there. “I do believe it just might, Mr. Dimwitty.”“Ah good! They will arrive about six-thirty to convey you to the Count’s residence. I am done here.” The man started to go then. It took a few days without cumming for my sexual frustration to build up, and I went and asked Joe for some money. To my surprise, he reached in his wallet and gave me a wad of cash.“What, just like that?”“Yeah, why, don’t you need it?”“Well yeah, I need it so bad you can’t imagine. But I mean, usually I, ya know…” I made the motion with my hand and stuck my tongue in my cheek.“You don’t have to do that.”“Uhh okay, but umm, don’t you want it?”“At the moment, I’m not really in the mood, but.