"A rubber cock and balls just isn't the same, you know," she said. "Neither is the palm of a hand," I replied. She excused herself saying she needed t... use the washroom, and walked seductively out of the room. To my shock, my erection didn't diminish, and I changed position to hide it better.Soon, she walked in to room wearing a very short white nylon robe over her bra, no panty, and the heels she had on earlier. "I wanted to get comfy," she said. We swapped sexual innuendos for another fifteen. “Place your hands on my shoulders,” she said. She pulled again. Harder. Nothing happened. The tightly stretched foreskin was strangling the swollen head of my cock that throbbed and jerked within her slender fingers.“Sit down in the bath Mark!” my aunt commanded. “I’ll get back to you. Come on Richard!” she ordered. “It’s time for you to be in bed.” She led my wide-eyed cousin away. When she returned she told me to stand and place my hands upon her shoulders. She then massaged my cock with. .he let the whole woods know. It turned me on, plus worried me that everyone in the county would know this guy just got his nut.When he came it was not a blast but a steady strong stream of man juice. It was almost like someone turning on a faucet with it's flow. Steady and strong, not blasting. I drank every drop, and kept sucking him until he couldn't take it any longer and pulled my face from his groin. He pulled me up again, planted a long kiss on me. He pulled away, stepped back pulled. "Now remember what I told you, girls use their arms differently thanboys, they bend their arms at the elbow more than boys, and take shortersteps, okay?"I'm not sure why, and as strange as it sounds, that short skirt seemed togive me a bit more confidence, or maybe it was those boobs; whatever itwas, as reluctant as I had been before, I didn't feel any fear at allwhen I walked out of the house, because I knew that I didn't look likemyself, and that let me relax just enough to easily follow mom.