Something must have happened during this coming school year that made him turn to drugs and hang out with the losers of the school. All I could rememb...r was that by my junior year, I was already smoking grass, cutting school and getting high with my new friends. By the middle of my senior year, I had dropped out of school and had moved to San Francisco. I was living with other drop outs, working at odd jobs, begging for money in the streets, all so I could get high.Whatever it was that changed. The finger in her cunt rested a moment. She could sense the man savoring the feel of her hand on his growing cock. She jacked his cock for the better part of a minute, then she too paused, anxious to get his finger moving again. Sure enough, once her hand stopped, he resumed his probing of her cunt.In the stuffy darkness of the theater, they masturbated each other, rubbing up and down on their sex parts as if they were lovers of long standing. They never looked at each other, but kept their. I wondered whether she was conscious of my blossoming awareness of her and desire for her. If she was, she didn't show any sign.Something else happened.It may have been coincidence, but three days after that Aunt Anne wore a black skirt and a closer fitting top for work. The top wasn't really tight or low cut. But it did show the shape of her small breasts. I found it hard not to keep looking. I was fascinated by the small, rounded orbs and by the outline of her bra through the pink top. The. She was moaning and shouting. Then, I started sucking her navel, then her boobies.I sucked them so badly that her nipples were red. I kissed her and while doing it I inserted my dick in her pussy. I started slowly fucking her. I raised her legs on my shoulders and started giving her jerks. Then she started shouting a lot as her pussy was swollen.Due to her shouting, I was giving her jerks at her faster speed. But this bitch was not ready for my speed and jerks. She started crying and shouting.