I said no aunty.She asked me to start, I removed my pants and undies and started stroking my cock in my hand. She said you a small and cute cock which...is smaller than my son’s. I was shocked and asked your son’s, she said yes I used to see his cock. Then I was stroking it but my cock is not getting hard enough. She asked me why its not hard. I told I used to imagine you and it would become harder but today I am not able to do that.Then suddenly she caught my cock and started pressing. it became. She got up and filled the glasses, and said 'Thank for being so honest, its actually quite a turn on to hear that' not what I was expecting to hear, she came and sat next to me and started to talk about how she had not had sex with her husband for several years, and how they loved each other and it was no longer important as they were older, what came next came as a complete surprise she asked me about wearing her panties, and wanted more details about what I did in them, I said I used to put. She made me smarter just talking to her and being with her. I couldn’t imagine not having her in my life. ‘Why don’t we go to the prom together?’ She looked up at me, blew her nose, and smiled. ‘Go ask a cheerleader. You don’t want to be seen at the prom with me. You’ll never hear the end of it. All your friends will laugh at you.’ ‘I can’t think of anyone else who I would have more fun than you. Besides, my real friends wouldn’t laugh at me for going to the prom with my best friend.’ We went. "We had trees down all over the roads. Most of the farms were cut off and it took nearly a week before we could get back in." He swerved around a downed tree limb, and slowed long enough to mark it on a map.The bus reached the end of the paved road. Several gravel roads fanned out from here. The driver turned down one of them and slowed down as he picked his way around the potholes. After a bit the road smoothed out. Rain still streaked the windows, and the trees on both sides of the bus seemed.