Fir mai aapne rum me ja kar padhai karne laga and tavi aunty mera rum me ai.Aunty boli kal tu kha gaya tha.Mai-aunty me Santos ke ghar gaya tha.Aunty ...ya karne gaya tha.Mai- study karne gaya tha.Aunti boli jhut mat bol. Such bata. Mai – such aunty mai padhne gaya tha uske ghar. Fir aunty ne mujhe samjhate hua bola beta ye sub galat hai. To mai ne pucha kya to aunty ne bataya k .Tumhar frnd jo message kiya tha wo mai ne padh kar dilet kar dithi and tum jub aapne frnd se bat kar rahe the to mai. " I hate to be leavingan half hour early though, no – she'll be fine." Kit relaxed. Now that Paul was gone she was alone in the shop. It was aquite night and she could take her time cleaning up. The night deposit wasout the door and tomorrow's business was already set up now it was just a matterof keeping the door open for the one or two customers that might come in andcleaning up. She doubted if anyone would come in though, the store was outof the way on a back alley and most of the business. Ian duly sent some pictures of himself sniffing Jaqs panties.Jaq was very turned on by the pics and sucked me off while looking at them, Jaq then wondered if Ian was jerking off while sniffing them. A quick message to Ian confirmed that he certainly was. Ian messaged over the pics, Jaqs used panties were covered in cum.Jaq was over the moon that she was being used for Ian's pleasure. Before long another pair of her dirty panties were in the post to Ian.So far this story is the complete truth.. I'm shy I suppose. Especially where other boys are concerned. My arms and legs are now covered in fine dark hairs. They match my head I suppose, colour-wise. I’ve got really thick, dark brown hair. I'm trying to have it cut in a more modern style. Mum hates it though. I reach down and give my cock another yank, just to help it catch up with the rest of me. Still, I like the boxers. They make my fuzzy arse look pert from the rear, being that much too small, and my insubstantial package more.