” I sit on the bed next to him. “I’ve never felt so sure in my life,” I tell him. I reach my hand up to his cheek and pull his face towards mi...e. “I love you,” Jonathan whispers. “I love you too,” I say. “Nothing is ever going to change that, nothing ever has changed that.” I kiss him, softly at first, and then harder. I pull him to me, slipping my tongue into his mouth as it intertwines with his. I let out a sigh, and his hands run all over my body, feeling every inch of me. I pull off his. The burden I lugged through the front door twenty minutes later was ahefty one, but I didn't have to take it very far, just to the streetthat began at the corner of the school. In fact 'gran's' was a misnomer,as she'd died fifteen months ago; the house now belonged to her youngestdaughter, my aunt Rachel.Rachel had a past, which made her unique in the Stokes family. Not thatI knew anything about it. How could I, when my polite enquiries as tothe identity of the fetching young beauty whose. "You know, just make sure she's OK while I'm away. I don't want her to get too lonely. Since my Dad left she's gotten very used to me always being around for her."Tom agreed. It's what best friends do for each other, he thought, and he'd be happy to do it for Paul. Tom made a point of stopping by Mrs. Parson's house the very next afternoon, to tell her that he'd be happy to help out with 'man stuff' around the Parsons house if she ever needed that kind of help. She'd thanked him for his kind. Then she moved her hand down and began slowly stroking my turgid cock through my shorts."Oh my God!" she sighed still looking into my eyes as she now gripped my cock in her hand. "Then, is this all for me?" she said with big round expectant eyes. I thought my poor prick would burst from the pressure if she stroked me any more. I had never had an erection like this one!"Every inch and more," I panted. "You just don't know how badly I've wanted you to have it!" I groaned as her touch.