That I was cared for... and well, few things quite do the trick likehaving your significant other's sexy little face grinning up at you fromyour crotc... as they try to see how many licks it takes to get to thecenter of your tootsie pop.Or, well, that's how it should have been anyway. I still felt guiltyevery time I saw those lips rise. Oh my god, It was sexy, don't get mewrong. That smile was sexiness incarnate. But it wasn't his. I missedEvan's smile. He just had a way of grinning that made you. I guess that the products that I was selling wereabout natural beauty, and my make up was about showing off my bestfeatures rather than painting some on. My clothes were about showing theshape that I had developed, and favoured my surroundings ? color, floralpatterns, lace trimmings.There was no trace of who I had once been anywhere in my look. And I wasglad of it.Ben was a regular visitor, and it became clear that he was interested inme ? sexually or romantically or hopefully both. I say. To my surprise my aunt was laying naked and with one hand rubbing her boobs and with the other she was inserting her finger in her hole. I could not wait any longer so I came back and lie down in my bed and masturbate thinking of her. This happened for two days and I was becoming greedy for her. On the 4th day I stayed back and waited for my aunt to go to the bathroom, then suddenly an idea stuck in my mind I slowly went to the bathroom and I some how managed to break the lock from inside and. Christiblurted out “Oh my God, Eric, look at him, just look at him!” Christimoved toward Efan, her eyes fixed on that huge cock. I stood trans-fixed as she took hold of his throbbing cock with her hands lookingso tiny in comparison to its huge size. She dropped to her knees infront of him and began to lick his shiny crown. Then she opened hermouth and her cheeks hollowed as she tried to suck him. She could onlyfit in the crown and an inch of shaft. He looked at me with a.