" You're not," I laughed. "I looked."Giggle. And she stuck her tongue at me.I launched into a phrase. Her eyes widened. "Hey, that's not bad at all. W...it!" She opened the case of her flute and assembled it. "Gimme a note!" D," I said, hitting a string, letting it ring. She matched the note, made an adjustment."Again," she said. I did. "Okay, let's see." She put her sheet music on the stand beside mine. "We'll do this passage. Can you start here at this measure?" You know, don't you, dear, that. She sucked my dick until she got it steel hard again. Then she got her dildo out and started rubbing it over my ass hole. She had me turn over with my face on the bed, with my ass up. She greased the dildo up with pussy juice, my cum, and of course the chicken grease. She put the end of it right up to my ass hole, and then she slid under me and took my dick in her mouth. As soon as it was half way to her throat, she plunged the dildo all the way deep into my ass. I gasped and sank my dick all. I was confused. I doubted whether my aunty has gone somewhere. I noticed a car parked in our house. I came through the back side and saw that the car was of my aunty boss. I was puzzled. But suddenly I had that dirty feeling whether I would be able to see my own aunty nude in front of him. I really wanted that. I peeped through the back ventilator. I could see nothing. I came back to the house and climbed through the terrace. I could now see the bedroom through the ventilator. There I couldn’t. " I know what you're doing now. You're trying to get me to say no, then you won't have to take the blame for disappointing Emily, and this other girl." I'll give you Joyce's number. You can call her yourself. Tell her its all my fault. Tell her whatever you want, I don't care. I don't mind taking the blame for this not happening. This has been more trouble than I thought it would be. Maybe that's because it was a bad idea, right from the beginning. Let's just forget about it. I'm really going.