"Tim and I fuck out there all the time. We can start our love games out there. I'm aching to get my hands on the pair of you. I swear to God, I'm gett...ng nothing done around here cause I can't stop masturbating. You should see how horned up Tim is. He is having very rude thoughts. Aren't you my sweet pervert?" We are the same." Helen chimed in. "I am drooling to start."Finally, the evening arrived and Helen and I grew shy around each other as we got ready. Helen wore a lime green string bikini.. Not just to have k**s. For fun and it feels really good.Lets try it out.NO, I'm good.John were going to try it out. Sit on the couch and take your pants off.NO Aunt Franny.A girl never saw my dick before and I wasn't sure if it's big. Not only that it's my Aunt.In spite my embarrassment my dick was hard. I've been waiting almost a week for my pocket pussy to arrive and now this. You didn't order any lube with your pocket pussy, do you have any in your room?Umm no.Well you need lube or your cock. Flopping down on my bed I released the zipper on my jeans. My boner sprung out, tingling with the anticipation of what would happen in a few hours. I began stroking it but forced my hand away as I was approaching orgasm. I wanted to be as horny as possible for mom's first daily service of my dick. I could barely concentrate on my studies the next couple of hours. The thoughts of what my mom would be wearing flooded my mind. How would she suck it? With enthusiasm or an embarrassment? Would she. Oh, well. I do like these bad boys. Raul and I start talking, or should I say flirting. He’s a second-year student at the University of Ottawa. Raul is studying Criminal Law. Wow. I happily tell him that I’m in the Police Foundations program at Algonquin College. I want to go either Carleton University or the University of Ottawa afterwards. Raul grins, and tells me that the University of Ottawa rocks. He sounds so cocky. The guy is obviously biased because he’s talking about his school. I.