Evening i packed my luggage and went to my aunt house, actually I was overjoyed and excited thinking of staying with my aunt for 1 week. I reached my ...unt’s house and rang the door bell, she opened the door with a sweet smile and welcomed me in, I went in and sat in couch. She locked the door and came sat in chair beside couch, she was looking damn sexy in her pink top and white legging without chunni tied hair in bun. We chitchatted sometime and she said that she will fresh up and came, I said. She cupped my balls with her free hand and gently squeezed and released them over and over again. It was pure ecstasy, I never thought anything could ever feel this good. Then she abruptly stopped and stood up. "I don't want you to finish the lesson without me, now do I?" She took two steps back and dropped her robe to the floor. She reached behind her back and unhooked her bra. She then bent over me and her perfectly shaped tits bounced out as she fully removed it over her head. Her soft jet. “Why?” Dexter asked.Of all of the jobs out there, Dexter assumed that being a realtor would be one of the least hostile job areas. It was a fairly portable occupation, meaning that one didn’t seem to be locked into a particular company.Ann answered, “It isn’t a very stable occupation. I can go for quite a while without making any sales. That means no income. Then I can get a couple of good sales back to back. I’m always worried about my income, so I watch my money very closely. As a single. ”[Much later]Mom had to work late, so we wound up going out to dinner, Dad and I meeting Mom at an Italian restaurant. Conversation at the table was stilted. Apparently, all of us were nervous about the family meeting. I berated myself for that mental state, but still needed a safe topic, so talked about the team, the recent change in practice, and yesterday’s game. I rode back home with Mom. I had my own passengers: a host of butterflies cavorting in my tummy. Since home was just a few minutes.