Now she started moaning lightly and I put my hands on her butts and started pressing them lightly. It was unbearable for her and she fall on me and st...rted kissing my chest like a hungry tiger. I kissed her again and while kissing, unbottoned her nighty and her treasure was open to me. I took one boob in my right hand and started licking another one with my tongue. Her maoaning increased and her hand went on my already hard on cock and she started flowing her hand on it. It was a signal for me. "Zach, we're back…" My Aunt was walking in the hallway, to gaze upon the sight in front of her. "What's going on…?" She gave me a suspicious look. "Oh, we were just talking, but she was getting tired, so she just crashed on my bed." I quickly came up with some bullshit to spit out, hoping they'd believe it. "I was just about to take her back to her room." My heart was racing, and beads of sweat was crawling down my back, like red squadron approaching the Death Star. "Uh-huh…" My Aunt didn't. Ronnie told me about being in 7th grade but not knowing anybody, not being in any of the cliques and how the kids treated her mean. Being 13 is a tough age, I agreed, sticking a finger into her ribs, meant to elicit a laugh. “I’m not ticklish,” she announced, prompting me to try poking a gain. A squeeze on the knee. Nothing. “I’m not ticklish.” “Not even this?” I asked, holding her arm and tracing my fingertip lightly from palm to elbow. Nothing. “How about this?” I inquire, taking her foot and. I threw her down on the bed and we were kissing again instantly. Our hands were all over each other. Hers pushing off my t-shirt. Mine sliding around in what was left of the oil covering her upper body. A moment of awkwardness as I pull her trousers off and she pulls mine down. My dick is so hard I think it's going to tear a hole in my underwear and she looks at it and smiles (I think it had been a while since she'd even seen a cock). I push her back down and thrust my hands inside her lacy.