Aunt Laura plucked a peach from the bowl and began to nibble daintily on it. Watching her mouth work on the fruit made my hard-on like a steel beam. I...doubt my food stayed long enough in my mouth for me to taste it as I gobbled it down. Standing I selected a juicy looking peach and took a bite from it. I stepped next to Aunt Laura and pushed the top of the apron aside before rubbing the peach against her shapely breast.She groaned as the juices coated her small, perfectly formed tit. I ground. I started wailing,tears pouring suddenly from my eyes and down my cheeks and the twoMcAvoys, large and small, started dithering over what to do. Call hermom, call the police, those kids, what if they arrest Amy instead, shewon the fight and stole their money."Don't call the police!" I blubbered. "Don't! Please don't!" I-I guess that's out, then," Mrs. McAvoy said, confused. "Can I callyour mom?"I could only nod. My squall had quieted down to gentle rain instead. Isniffled, one nostril. At first I avoid the center. I gradually work my way in, beginning to kiss you areola. I continue kissing until I reach your now firm nipple. I kiss each nipple lightly. alternating from left to right. Impossible as it may seem I can feel each become more firm with each kiss. I then begin to lightly suck each nipple into my mouth as I kiss them. As I continue I begin to take in more of your areola as well and when I do I lightly, but firmly flick my tongue across your nipples. I can hear you. ..this feels so weird seeing you likethis for the first time and I'm not used to thinking about the way peoplesee me now." Lets ask Sammy," Mom said. "Sammy. What do you think about your AuntNancy. Does she look good? Does she look real?"Sammy touched my cheek with his hands and let out a gasp. "Wow! Youreally are older," he said. "Does it hurt?...Your skin, I mean."I kissed his hand and shook my head no. "It probably hurt when they didit to me, but I was asleep when it happened, but no...it.