Aunty: what is that dear.?Me: can I help you in reducing the pain.Aunty: what do you mean.Me: can I be your child for today.She understood what I said... Then she thought for a while and saidAunt: no dear. You have grow up. I can’t do such things. What will people think of me and you..Me: aunty if you wish only ill do it. And also no one will get to know unless we tel it out. The only intention for me is you must be happy.Aunty: hmm but ok.. you are just helping me this time. Keep it as a secret.. “She know you fuck bois?”“She do now,” he laughed.The boi took Mike’s nut and got dressed. As he walked out of the bedroom, he looked at Cynthia and said, “Fags do it better.”Mike laughed and told his wife how good it had been. She asked if he was gay. He told her he was not. He admitted he had been fucking sissies for the past two years. She tried to slap him. He grabbed her hand as it went through the air. That was seven years ago.Mike slammed the door as he left the house. He started his. I reach back and grab your sweatshirt from the back seat. ‘You might want this.’ I grin. You open your door, step out and then turn back pulling the sweatshirt from the car and over your head, admitting as you do that it is colder than you expected. I pull our thermos from the trunk, and a blanket to sit on. Then we head up the steps to the trail and around to the east side of the summit. As we round the top of the mountain, we see several groups of people scattered and waiting for the sun’s. When he pulled out, I looked at myself – I was a sloppy mess. I had cum on my shirt and I could feel it sliding down my neck. When he left the bathroom, I got out and quickly locked the door. I looked in the mirror, and I looked sloppier than I thought. I had cum on my cheek and even my nose from when he pulled out and his cock hit my face. The craziest thing is that I felt wonderful! I was washing my face when I someone tried to turn the door knob. I called out that I was in there but that he.