She loved the sight of his erection, knowing that she was the one who had caused it. He had told her just recently that it was scientifically impossib...e for a man to fake an erection; that it wouldn't happen unless he was sexually excited. Who's to question a science teacher about that kind of happy science?"Come here and put that thing where it belongs," she commanded, crooking a finger to beckon him, then pointing at her vagina to direct him."Like I couldn't figure that out by myself," he. I apologized to Aunt Melissa and told her we'd be back for dinner. Shesmiled at us a bit uneasily and I could tell she felt like an intruderin our home. I did my best to put her mind at ease as I followed myhusband across the street. I couldn't get thoughts of the kids out ofmy head. In my mind's eye I tried to picture us five years hence. Samand I, still in our teens with a couple of four year olds demanding ourattention. Would they turn out as confused as we ourselves had been?Aunt. “And, be more specific”. Michelle thought for a moment. She wanted to say what she was thinking because she knew it would make her feel like she did while she had been watching Tina. “Then I masturbated in front of you while watching the video of Stacy and Rich having sex. Then when I was about to cum I told you”. Saying the words started to turn Michelle on again, the butterflies returning to her stomach. Tina looked more serious. “I don’t think we’ve done anything wrong and…..and I’d like. Conner continued chasing the remaining Iranian. ‘Confirmed, three down,’ stated Sweet. ‘Paint his ass, Sweet,’ said Conner, staying with that last racing Iranian as he bobbed up and down and twisted about, trying to keep her from getting a weapons lock. She kept after him. ‘He’s good,’ muttered Sweet. Then Conner heard the tone indicating target lock at the same time she saw it on the heads-up display and she fired a third missile. ‘But we’re better,’ returned Conner as she took their fighter.