" They all thenlaughed and said they were looking forward to their manicures.My Aunt then ushered me over to a small table and chair where I was toldt... sit. She then told me the ladies had all bought presents for me and Iwas to sit and unwrap them and thank her guests individually.Auntie's guests then brought their gifts over to me and I had to unwrapthem and thank them and I was told to be very enthusiastic.All of the gifts were wrapped in very girly paper and all tied withribbon, most of the. With them around her ankles and bent over, she looks back and says, "You want your thick cock to go in this tiny little hole?" I pick up the lube and pout some out into my hand and rub it all over her tight rosebud and all over her juicy ass cheeks. She moans as i slide two fingers inside her, pushing them all the way to the bottom knuckles. I lean her over the couch and position myself behind her, my cock quivering in anticipation of entering her sacred hole. I push against her resistant ass. It was warm and sunny, so we decided to do our warm-ups in the landscaped backyard. The spot Linda and I usually used was a kind of alcove, surrounded by trees and shrubs, with a wooden park bench that was good for stretching exercises. Because the grass was so lush and dry, neither of us bothered to wear running shoes or socks. Before long, I was feeling horny. Linda had loved gymnastics since childhood and had developed a strong, supple body. As she bent and flexed, I had an excellent view of. Julie had been the only one who consistently and regularly wrote to me. In the growing lonely months of separation, I inadvertently professed my love for her as our letters grew more and more intimate. She, too, returned my love, although neither of us outright and proclaimed it was of an incestuous nature. A respectable love, a brotherly-sisterly love. A close friendship type of bond. But deep in our hearts, we knew the truth. I was soon madly in love with Julie, homesick and wanting, wishing.