She: ok.Then she continued to clean her house and I was sitting on the chair and opened the internet and started to read sex stories. And my dick got ...rected. I wore a track pant so it is visible. My aunt is bending and washing the floor and her boobs were visible, and she didn’t wear saree and no bra. So tool got more erection and I was struggling to hide.Then she went to the backyard of the house and started to wash some things. And I was standing back of her with a mode of fucking her. I. I was pretty sure Janice hadn't thought about Dean Randall all week and she looked pretty happy.Anyway, dinner went fine. My goofy dad asked Janice twice if she'd lost weight, and he kept telling her that she looked great. She did look a little thinner than during the summer but I was betting that the all-night fucking had more to do with it. Like Ronnie said, it was doing wonders for her confidence.After dinner we watched more football and had a couple of beers. Ronnie and I were working the. He lowered his mouth to my other breast, bathing that nipple too with the flat of his tongue. The heat of his mouth was a sharp contrast to the coolness of my bare breasts. Chills raced down my spine, my skin raised with goose bumps. My nipples peaked, hard. His length lay hot and hard against my cleft. Restlessly I roll my hips, anxious to feel him slide inside my yearning heat. He rubs his rigid length over my mound and I can feel the wetness of his excitement mingling with mine. Slowly he. Her mum came into the room. “How’s the essay going dear?” she asked. “Almost finished!” lied Claire. Satisfied by this response her mum went shopping, leaving her daughter to finish her homework. Claire tried once again to focus on her History. Her mind slipped back to Scott and his magical hands, working her into a state of arousal. She decided to go take a shower to cool down. She grabbed a thick warm towel and went into the bathroom. She carefully peeled off her clothes and stood naked in.