The next day, she also went out of the house and this time her dirty underwear and jeans from yesterday were in the hamper. My penis shot up to a rock...the second I saw that black thong in there. I took it out of her jeans, dropped my pants, and laid down on her bed – I was ready to change my life and become intoxicated by my aunt’s musk. I remember taking that little thong, spreading it to the pussy and asshole string, and giving it a good inspection. The pussy cover was slightly solidified. She had a small bar-bell piercing the hood just above her cute little "innie" navel and the most gorgeous pert breasts I’ve ever seen. They were small, beautiful and pointy, her areola were about 2 inches in diameter, almost black with pencil erasers for nipples.Looking at her face, I loved her dark eyebrows with lashes that seemed to frame her luminous brown eyes. With both hands I reached out, gently grasped her head then ran my fingers over her cheek bone before running down over the soft. I quietly red faced sat in the stall, taking the eraser out of myself, thinking I was a disgusting slut. Immediately regretting my decision and wanting out. After a few more minutes it happened, she left and I got out and returned to my cubicle to find Brandon sitting there! Long story short he wants to go over some things from the project, he is there annoyingly chewing his gum saying something and all I can think about in each wet chew is my pussy smeared across his chubby face, his half boy. "Look at him as you're doing it slut, look into his face as you're doingit."I dragged my eyes from the lifelike cock that I was still stupidlystroking. I hadn't looked at its face before, I'd sort of avoided it, butI glanced up at it now. It made me stop, hesitating in horror. Somehow,he looked almost evil, his mouth was slightly open in a sort of smile,but the tip of his tongue was protruding through his lips and then therewere his eyes! They were a vivid blue, wide open and staring at me, as.