I heard the car door slam shut in the driveway. I grabbed the first door I could find. It opened. I ran across the wooden floor. It was dark but I pas...ed a big king size bed to another door. I opened that door. I shut the door behind me. I flipped on the light. It was a big full size bathroom. I looked around for a window. There was none. My heart was racing. I heard the front door to the house open and close. I could hear Tracy talking to someone. It must be her Mother.I was moving my head. A little bit about me, apart from my age, which you already know, I am a Virgin, everywhere, I have not touched, sucked, or taken a mans cock in either my pussy or up my bum, I say bum, because I am an English girl, an English rose, caught in a hormonal imbalance, where my strict Christian upbringing forbids my deflowering and the Devils temptations of men, and my own inner torment of wanting my body to be thrown amongst naked black men, with huge cocks, to be satiated and washed in warm. I think it is important here to mention that at this time I have had no sexual thoughts about my aunt, so what happened next was more of a head of the moment thing. I skipped school the next day seeing that she was sad I went out the next day in the morning and got her a valentine cake. I can still remember how she smiled when she saw the cake; she kissed me on the cheek and then hugged me. That was when I had my first erection for my aunt, suffice to say she noticed and let go of me. I was. Image 3: I see her blonde hair, falling straight alongside either of hertemples and cheeks to her shoulders, over which the golden tressescascade into oblivion; her arms--both the right and the left bent at theelbow so that their respective hands grasp the seemingly gargantuan cockthat juts, erect, from between her curled fingers; the barest expanse ofthe honey-hued flesh of her upper right thigh; and, of course, herbeautiful face, the features of which are both fine and clear, her.