I took the couch in the upstairs living room.We slept the night, and I, of course, pulled my dick out the moment everyone else was gone. I was thinkin... and dreaming and wanking and at some point I drifted off to lalaland.When I woke up two things immediately caught my attention.A. I was naked, my pjs having worked there way down to my feet, I don’t where a top. And,B. My aunt was in the kitchen.My blanket was flipped back so that only my dick was showing. My dick (GODDAMNIT) had been at. ” I slide my hard cock into her welcoming mouth. I never fail to be surprised and just how perfect her lips and tongue feel around me. I slide down her body with my lips squeezing and pinching her breasts at the same time. Then I find myself tasting her sweet, wet and perfectly formed pussy – I never tire of the sweet taste and the feel of her throbbing on my lips. She begs to come. “No not yet.” I take her to the edge and stop each time – she is struggling again the straps. I tease her with. It was called Hobgoblin’s Old Falling Down Water or something like that and was 9.5% abv. She took her bottle opener and again pinged off the top. Then she put the bottle to her lips for a slug. “Hmmmmmpnhg!” Danielle swallowed a mouthful but a disgusted look spread across her face. “Fuck! Who drinks this stuff, it’s like medicine!” Said Danielle, in disbelief. Hoping that the third bottle would be half drinkable she perused the label. This one was Stella Artois Special Export. She removed the. She just has more of it." Those are NOT real!"If I'd heard that once, I'd heard it a hundred times at school before I got Sandra Smith to authenticate them on behalf of everyone. It annoyed me, but it didn't make me mad. People choose to believe things that bolster their own egos. If you have to make that happen by putting down others, it says something about you. I thought it was interesting that I had never once heard a boy make that comment. I'm sure that boys don't award points for.