My friends may think it was a little girlybut I loved it on first site. I swooned at the thought of Monique and Icruising out to the clubs as we were...checked out the boys.Saturday morning saw me standing in the drive way hugging and kissing myparents goodbye. We had a great last few days and I remembered why Ithought so much of them. It was hard to say goodbye but I was bouncingon my toes at the thought of what the rest of the day had in store. Astheir cab rounded the corner of our street. " Kim, I know it's cute, and it's fun, and it's interesting and exciting and all that. But you of all people should know about playing it like a game." I'm not playing a game, Aunt Jen. I'm not making Momma's mistakes. I thought you understood that. You said..." I know what I said, sweetie," Aunt Jen replied. "But I woke up in the middle of the night with the shakes. I dreamed about this..." You sounded like you understood..." Yes, and now you and Timothy are making serious noises. You're. "Come on," she stated as she she moaned before pushing me away, "my brother will be here to pick us up soon..." I did NOT want to wait to fuck her at all! So, I grabbed her by her wrist and dragged her into the boys bathroom, all the way to the last stall and closed it behind us. I heard someone shuffling a stall from us, getting my cock to ache at the thought of us getting caught, maybe even someone joining me in fucking her, and took off my clothes. She gasped, either at my boldness or how. The only time I had to myself was in the shower and at night in my big empty bed. One day while she was out and about with her friends I went into her room to get the laundry together. I looked under the bed and saw a small plastic box. My curiosity got the best of me and I pulled it out. I opened it and was a little surprised at what I found. It was one of her mom's vibrators. A small silver bullet that had disappeared some time ago. My cock began to stir in my pants as I pictured my young.