At first he would have his leg on top of mine so that I couldn’t even open mine and put myself in a position of ‘danger’ from him.I suppose he j...st couldn’t trust himself as much as I did. Yes, I would try and I would hold his bum for him and grind my mound into his cock, I would feel his sides and the back of his thighs and all around his bum as we kissed each other so deeply.Later on, when I was well into my f*******h year, he would nearly lay on top of me but he would make sure he had his. She went to the closet and I could hear hangers sliding back and forth and finally she returned. “Janet used to love this little dress, I think it was her first dress-up dress, now it is yours.” Again, my arms went up and the dress slid down and after a bit of adjustment Aunt Rose zipped it up the back. It fit very snugly around my waist and when I looked in the mirror I could plainly see my breasts jutting out. Aunt Rose walked around me and smiled, “You are just darling, let’s get your hair. Now look below the clitoris, You see a small hole. This is where you put your cock, if the girl is willing. That is called ‘fucking.’ ‘Now I want you to lick my clit and taste my sweet pussy juice.’ I did as I was told and really enjoyed the sweet taste. ‘That’s it’ she said. ‘Keep licking like that. ‘OOOhhhh, OOOhhhh’ she moaned. ‘I’m cumming’ and with that, she bucked her hips several times before collapsing on the lounge. ‘That was fantastic, my boy. You will make a lot of girls happy with. Just let me go freshen up and then I'm good to go now if you like.” He nodded and I disappeared to go freshen up, quickly finishing off that orgasm that had been loitering at the edge for some time, enjoying the moment, wanting to both be quick so that I could try coffee, but slow to fulfill my deep desire to please myself. I decided on taking a middle time, enjoying myself but not so long James would think I was screwing him over. I delved back into my warm wet honey-pot and fucked myself to.