'It's not about bad dreams — it's this, isn't it, darling?' she said softly, and gently squeezed him.He didn't answer, but pressed himself against h...r, his breath coming faster. She squeezed his cock again — it was larger than she'd expected, and felt beautifully gristly in her hand, and then — it happened.His body jerked, and he ejaculated explosively in her hand. It was her turn to hold him close, as his semen spurted over her arm and both their bodies, and she gently rubbed his cock,. She was not going to fuck me anymore unless I went out with you, John added. I sat there not knowing what to say back to him. I was not sure I was taking his words right but I believed them to be that my aunt has been fucking him. Which would explain the gleam in her eyes and her kissing him? Just how long as this been going on? I asked pulling my hand from his. Since I was fifteen, John replied. FIFTEEN, thats for the last three years, I cried out at him. Does Uncle Mike know what you have. "You don't act like you like it very much," Cindy said as she walked away to the full length office window.Laura watched her plump ass retreat. 'She's got a pretty body, ' Laura thought. "Too bad she has to be such a bitch."Cindy opened the blinds, then walked to the door and flashed the lights five times. She took the chair in from in front of the desk and sat down in it, just out of sight from the window. She placed her feet in front of her and smiled evilly at Laura. "Crawl over here and do. I had logged on,but all I seemed to do was sit in front of the computer and watch thescreen saver. When I tried to write, I either had nothing or got junk.The girlfriend called again, she was petite and pretty and very much agirly-girl, which was my type, but I really just wasn't interested. Shewas fine and I should have been very interested, as she was about perfectfor me, and the relationship was going well, if a bit slow. I had used acold as an excuse not to see her. The thought popped into.