I hold his hands tight as I moan. I feel full and stretched as he slides in and out if me in a rhythmic motion. My legs wrapped around his thighs, we ...iss. Looking into his eyes, I feel my climax build. I hold his hand tighter. My body arches as I climax and in a second, so does he.We lay there exhausted and content. He strokes my hair as I kiss his cheek. An evening well spent, isn’t it? ;)I rushed home holding his hand since I could not walk on my own in my 4-inch heels. “Bad idea”, I kept. Hazel snorted. ‘Nicely, Carl? What do you mean by nicely?’ How had I managed to get myself into this? All I’d wanted was to make my aunt feel better, I’d been doing my best to comfort her during an emotional crisis, but suddenly found myself caught in the glare of the spotlight. A great bubble of discomfort, hollow and achy formed in my stomach. My aunt shifting position distracted me. She moved against the sofa and crossed her legs, and as she swivelled to present me with a three-quarter. A nice 140 would do it. There was a polished one for sale ... twelve grand. But, he could get a Cub for a lot less ... a LOT less. If he bought it in the fifties he could get one for less than two thousand ... but the 140 had a heater and seated 4 ... the Cub carried two ... and pretty much nothing else.What Bill wanted was an airplane he could take back to the past ... one he could fly over the Big Thicket and find a 'nice place' to live. So ... Bill took a trip ... first he researched old. " Yes, I'm aware of that. How would your wife like to see my picture?" Give me your phone Gina." That wouldn't help, I already sent it to my blog" What do you want Gina?"Why don't we start by you undressing."I couldn't believe what this Sophomore was saying"No" You know, I could send it to the School President also."I just looked at her, stunned."Drop the robe and take off anything you're wearing"I took off the robe and laid it on the chair. I was wearing just my briefs."mmmmmmmmmm" she said..