I remember exactly when I discovered this ability of mine. I’ve always been somewhat of an adventurous lad, and sometimes my adventures got me in tr...uble. My parents felt that a change of scenery would do me good, so during the summer after my junior year of high school, they sent me to stay at my aunt Gamina’s house in the City of Atlanta, Georgia. Aunt Gamina is a forty-something Jamaican woman, short, round and jovial. She seemed like the nicest person in the world, always smiling and. ‘So, we’re gonna meet the parents, again?’ She heard his inviting voice close to her ear as she felt the shock of something on her shoulder. She hadn’t meant to jump, but it was a surprise. ‘God, I don’t know what’s wrong with me. I want you to touch me, Dan. I do!’ She reached out for his arm, but he’d moved away with his head down. Without acknowledging her attempt to get him to do it again, he rubbed his hands together and headed for her cabinets. ‘So, how about some breakfast?’ He’d pulled. “What position, Mistress?”“Go lie down on the bed. On your back. And spread those legs!”“Yes!” Greta moaned. The eighteen-year-old girl hopped to her feet. Her tits jiggled as she ripped herself out of her dress. It came off in what felt like a flash, far faster than I thought possible. She threw herself onto the bed, her tits heaving and quaking. She lay on her back, squirming, an excited gleam in her eyes as she settled into position.She cupped her big tits as she hugged herself. Her cute. ’ Mark frowned. ‘We work together,’ he said with emphasis. ‘No way, man.’ He shook his head. ‘No way.’ Gavin shrugged good-naturedly and tried to keep his eyes from wandering to the table near theirs as they played pool. Catherine seemed to take any excuse to walk by them, so much so that Gavin found it difficult not to laugh when Mark would move to the opposite end of the table when she did. The others soon noticed as well. ‘What, are you scared of that tiny little thing?’ Keane teased. Mark.