.. I'll make you pay for the shit you've put this family through..." Oh come on ... as if you didn't act like that every day of your high school life....." Get out..." What?!" Get out. With that attitude, there is no way I am going to even consider buying you a bathing suit ... or maybe even taking you to St. Barts!"Everyone who was anyone was going to St. Barts over winter vacation. Thanksgiving was spent either at home, country homes, etc. The clique's families saved the islands and other. Needless to say it's been a wild week so far.Having the Raging Hard-on between my cheeks for so long had eased much of the pain and it became both curious and exciting. When it was first inserted it stung. Then the first time it went all in I was shocked but I couldn't let anyone know, especially my mom as she drove us to school. At school I was planning to take it out ASAP but was caught by the bell and ended up in lecture hall. In a front seat. With the 'Raging Hard-on' buried deep. For the. We kissed goodnight and I rolled over. She snuggled up to my back as she always does when we go to sleep.As I was lying there, I could feel her cock swelling against my back. She slid her hand down from my chest to my stomach. My skin tingled a bit as she swirled her fingers around on my body. I was getting hard as she began to move her hand farther down my body. I could now feel her nipples poking me. She finally made it down to my stiffy."Well, hello there!" she exclaimed."What did you. S: Oh, yes, his phone got discharged. He’s gone to his uncle’s house. I had some things to get delivered. So I sent him.Me: Aunty, you should’ve sent any driver or some house help to do the same. I thought we would see our results together.S: Beta, it’s been a while he visited his uncle, and also, he didn’t tell me about your results.Me: He must have forgotten himself; you know how responsible your son is. (And we laughed).S: You do one thing; check your results here and until then, let me ask.