Janice froze, her eyes wide open. It was Saturday morning. We had justfinished our breakfast and were reading the paper together.After a second, Janic... recited her mantra: I want Paul to be more feminine. I get horny when he is more feminine. The more feminine he is, the more dominant I become.My god, I thought to myself, it worked! Janice paused for a second andclosed her eyes."Janice?" I asked, gently."Paul!" she said, suddenly opening her eyes. "Sorry, I must have zonedout..." She shook. We will spend quality time with each other.Aunt: I know what kind of quality time you want to spend with me. We can spend it here only. Why do you want to spend so much money on me?Me: You are my darling aunt. You know na I am going to be with you whole my life?Aunt: Why would you spend your life with an old lady? You should look out for young girls of your age.Me: Look from my eyes, darling. It’s not just lust for you. I really love you. Just say YES to the trip and then we can go lingerie. She wiggled into it and I smoothed it down between her thighs as she tossed back her huge mob of golden hair and stood up straight, thrusting out her young breasts and smiling as I tied the gold bows down the back. When we started swapping three years ago, she was a 28-B and now, at age 15, she was a 34-C and, I hoped, still developing. Her lovely pink-tipped breasts now filled her hands when she offered them up to my mouth, but they were yet to fill my big paws. Pints when it was quarts I. When I stroked and reached the apex of her milky thighs, she opened her legs slightly and I slid my fingers into the furnace hot inner reaches, and I felt a shiver pass through her, as I cupped her cunt over the panties. The thin material was already soaked and crushed tightly into her cunt lips and I could feel her rough pubic hair.I slipped my fingers into the side of the panty and squeezed her cunt and gently massaged her clitoris with my fingertips. She moaned and raking her nails into my.