But then night came and as everyone went to bed, the night before repeated itself. Me and my Aunt fucked until we had been satisfied.Sunday at last. ...I had been waiting for this day. Maddi was coming. I sat there impatiently. It seemed like forever before it was a little after 1 and I heard a car pull up. It was Maddi's father dropping her off. She walked in, now 13, and hotter than ever. Her breasts had gotten bigger and her face and body had matured beautifully. She looked at me and. I didn’t have a problem with that because it had been wonderful and I wanted more! I got more; I sucked him again that night and handled his erection the next morning. When we went into the house for breakfast I’d already had my dessert and felt very good about it.The rest of that summer was endless jacking off and blow jobs with a little finger fucking thrown in for good measure. I hooked-up with another friend, about my age, that lived on a farm a few miles away; it was an interesting. Herbody twisting as a scream escapes her lips. A bright red hand print slowlyappears. SMACK, SMACK, SMACK! Now four hand prints cover her ass and thescreaming is sweet music to his ears. Taking off his belt he thinks, nouse having my hand hurt. Welts rise up as each blow lands harder andharder. Her ass turned into a maze of deep crimson lines and bright red.Her screams have faded to small bursts through her whimpering and sobbing.Beautiful! Rubbing his hands gently over her tenderized. .. that I wouldn't hurt her daughter's feelings."I want you," I croaked."I want YOU," she replied, sounding less nervous."This is crazy," I moaned."I don't care," she said softly. "Are you hard for me Bob? Is it all long and hard like it was yesterday? I want it in me again. Don't you want to put it in me again?" Yeeeesssss," I groaned.It occurred to me, about the time I was taking my socks off, that I was being had again. If I wasn't a dumb prick waiting to be used, and if she wasn't playing.