"Actually, since you're up," Claire leaned against the porch railing, "why don't you grab your shoes and a coat and come join us."I nodded and closed ...he door. It took me a couple of minutes because I had to use the bathroom, brush my hair and get my shoes and coat on. I shut off my alarm before making my way back outside.The sun was just barely up enough to see my aunt and the man clearly. He was very tall and, judging by his straining coat, very muscular. His face was a mixture of Asian and. Do not turn around. No talking, It read pointedly. “What the hell?” I thought. “Let’s see where this goes.” I’m a little nervous as I turn and face the bed. Standing in the silence, I start to feel a little foolish, not to mention a bit on the frightened side, yet there is excitement rushing through my body like an electrical charge. I hear the closet door open behind me and then soft footfalls approaching me from behind on the thick carpet. Whoever it is places a blindfold over my eyes. I. Now don't start blubbering on me again. You know it hurt less by the fifth or sixth time I fucked you.?? ? ?Kneel up nice and straight. That a boy. Play with your teenage dick to get it hard. The guys like to watch a teen faggot boy fingering his clit. Play with your tits if it will ?help. Get your clit nice and stiff for me. ?Now look at my dick. You know you want it. That' s what you wait for every day, isn't it. ?Sometimes, guys, I wake up in the morning to find him just staring at my dick. Reminded me of the days when I used to work and guys would shower me with attention all the time.” she said.“Okay, so what next? How did it reach the stage that I saw today.” I asked.“Well, after I noticed him looking, I guess I started teasing him.” she said.“Teasing him. How?” I asked.“I’d bend over a lot even when not needed. I’d stay bent for a longer time.” she said.“Wait, what were you wearing when you bent over so much?”“Initially, I’d wear jeans or track pants or loose knee-length.