"Stand up and put your hands on your head so that I can take down your slacks," Yes, Miss Jones." I said.She unbuckled my belt, unzipped my slacks, a...d soon they were on the floor next to my ankles. I still had my underpants on. "Bend over, again." This time I could feel the spanks a little bit more, but they were still light. After about five minutes of this hand spanking, she said, "You have really been a naughty boy. Now I want you to go over to your desk and bend over it."With my. He eventually managed to slide his middle fingers between my lips and rubbed my clit gently and slowly. I moaned and felt my hips involuntarily grind against his finger. He gently kissed his way down my chest and stomach. I groaned and arched up to meet his kisses as they left a trail of what felt like fire. Each fiery kiss seemed only to increase the familiar tight knot that had formed in my lower stomach. His finger sped up in a gentle incline against my clit, my moans and whimpers filled. I stood up straight and turned facing him. I watched as he started to rub his cock with his hand. Then, I walked in his direction sensing he was giving me an invitation. As I got closer, he began jerking himself off slowly. He had a towel laying on the right side of his chair. I sat down on it without saying a word. Then, I reached over and replaced his hand on his cock with mine. I started tracing the tip of it with my index finger. He responded, “Your hand is soft. It feels so. It’s a sinMe: I thought keeping it in your pussy was sin.Aunty: Paul, mind your language. Don’t talk like that to mePaul: But aunty who said keeping dick in ass is sin. Keeping in pussy is sin but not in ass.Aunty: Stop this nonsense and take it awayMe: Aunty aren’t you carving for sexAunty: What if I am? A sin is always a sin. And stop talking to me like this.Me: Aunty try to understand. I am trying to help you. Keeping dick in as is not sexBy now my dick was rock hard and was roaming over her.