John glanced at her thighs as she fixed her seatbelt, that skirt was far too short he thought, but he secretly loved her revealing clothes, he could f...el his cock stiffen yet again and he knew when he got home he would have to wank himself off.The journey passed slowly, John glanced over every now and then to view her skirt ridding high up her thighs and her breasts outlined beautifully against her top. He hoped she didn’t notice his perving or his growing erection.It was clear on arriving at. Anybody looking probablythought I was some sort of paranoid crazy person, as I carefully lookedleft an right before leaving the cottage. I was still anxious andworried about running into Andrew, but he didn't seem to be around,thank God. Probably at the beach. I pictured him shirtless showing offhis Captain America physique as girls all gathered around him. Iimagined the girls howling with laughter as he told them about myactions when he arrived. Creep.I told Claire everything that had happened. .uhmm, yea.. maybe..", I dont know what to comment."Unlike mine, is that what you want to say, eh ?" Not like that, Aunty. It's just.. ..", I havent finished answering,then she touched her side breast and looked at me closely."..and what do you think if.. you tell me more about this ?",she slowly puts down her left shoulder dress tie.Now I can see her left light brown hard nipple clearly.I was kept in my own silence for several seconds.It was no longer smiley nice face between me and. I started fucking my pussy with the spoon faster, harder, saying, 'Yes, Sir, yes, Sir,' again and again, getting louder as the spoon thrusts into my body. I pictured him between my legs, pushing his hard cock into me with every thrust of that spoon. I could hardly wait to feel the orgasm I wanted so badly.I sent the video, not able to type anything else through the haze of pleasure I experienced because of my intense orgasm.Once I'd finished, my orgasm heightening my senses, I looked down the.