Aunty bhi mere kamre me aagai. Aur wo mere hi bed par so gai. Lagbhag 11 baje mujhe mahsus hua ki mere lund ko koi touch kar raha hai. Mai aise hi son... ka natak karta raha. Lagbhag 10 minute k baad aunti ne apna haantha mere nikkar me daal kar mera 7″ lamba lund sahla rahi thi. Mai kafi exite ho chuka tha. Maine apna ek hath aunti ke boobs par rakh diya. Aunty ne mere hanth ho apne boobs par press karne lagi. Mai bhi unke boobs ko dabane laga. Fir aunty ne mera paint nikal diaya. Aur mere lund. If we'd known you'd come, we'd have helped. At least we'd have warned you." Oh? Who's we?" I squished back into the soft couch and curled up my legs. She turned to me. Her breasts seemed very close."We witches. For Tyballa, I know who you are, and the Summer Queen is well known to us. We bear her little love. You will find friends among us, dear."She put her arm around me. I pushed down my skirt and rested my hands on my knees. I wanted to trust her. I wanted to more than trust her, but I knew. My education is … eclectic … to say the least. But I had never tried to pick up a college girl, or had one do anything more than innocently flirt with me. I shave my head, but I keep a short, neat beard, which was salt and pepper, with the occasional blonde or copper streak, and had been that way since I was twenty-five. Thanks for the SUPER gray hair genetics, mom. I always smiled and flirted back, but never went any further, knowing that they had a good idea I was quite a bit older than. Standing up, she handed me one of the cups, saying without preamble, "Just the way you like it."Blinking in surprise, I took a sip. Indeed, in moments of nervousness I liked something sweet and warm to comfort me, and Kim had provided me with a caramel macchiato with just the right amount of sugar and cream. I smiled and popped my eyebrows in surprise, and instantly felt all the guilt of just coldly abandoning Kim back in May slam into me like a brick wall. Grimacing, I frowned and began, "I'm.