Then she surprised me again by saying, "Oh I like that sweetie, why don't you come over her and let me get a closer look at you".Needless to say I was...flabbergasted and moved closer. She reached up to grab my hand, but instead hit my crotch and just gripped my cock through my shorts. I was got hard instantly; this was my dream come true. She looked up me gripping my completely hard prick no and said, "If you want to fuck, we need to do it now, my husband could come back at any moment." At the. “Now don’t take all day in there, girl. It’s getting near dinner time and I can use some help.”“Okay, Aunt Becky. I’ll be right there.”Peeling potatoes is not the same as cooking, but it’s what I knew how to do. I had just started on my first spud when Aunt Becky went straight to the bathroom. I should have known she put the book there so I’d find it, but it didn’t occur to me until much later.Dinner was wonderful. About the only time I’d get to have lamb chops would be at Becky’s. We also had. I tried talking with her but every time I even approached the subject I could see her feelings surface and the tears well up. Call me a coward if you will, but I truly did not want to hurt her. I may have wanted to screw her, but I never wanted to hurt her. I do love her although, unlike her, I'm not IN love with her.So when Brad told me that Vanessa was home for semester break, I have to admit I couldn't resist. I called her and she told me she wasn't seeing anyone, in fact she had had a few. -Leaving his nipples erect and moist with saliva, Ashley trailed her tongue lower, then lower, and finally popped his jeans button open. She pulled his jeans and boxers down-great, as she detested guys who wore tight briefs-then took his magnificent cock, at least one and a half hands’ length and one and a half thumbs’ across, in her slender hands: her scraped palms and knees suddenly no longer stung, or even hurt.The wonder of endorphins, she mused.She was pretty excited at this, as she’d had.