Aunt's behaviour had left me perplexed. On one hand, she was allowing me to make advances and on the other hand was pushing me away quite sternly. I c...uld not bear to exceed my limits as I was still apprehending that her sudden change of behaviour might make her complain to my mother about my conduct.Later that evening, when I was studying in my room, aunt came in suddenly and after closing the door, sat down on the bed with me and started chatting by asking me what I was studying. I. I was totally upset about what i have done, i called her couple of time she did not picked my cal. After two days i got a text from her that what i need, i replied her with a big sorry, and asked to forgive me. Then next day she called me by 11 and asked me to come to her house, i reached her place with mixed feeling that whether she scold me or give me what i asked by mistake..She welcomed me with a warm smile, and offered me coffee but i was bit nervous and was sweating so i denied the. Jack was in his mid-forties, but looked much younger, maybe late twenties or early thirties. He often got carded for buying alcohol or cigarettes. He was wearing a white t-shirt with fantastical M.C. Escher drawings on it, a pair of walking shorts, and sandals. His long brown hair was pulled back in a ponytail. He had grown his hair out in his late thirties after his divorce. A former girlfriend had suggested it, being a fan of longhaired rocker boys.As he stared at the girls in the yard from. Pussy? My virgin little pussy was about to find out if it could handle it. That cock had my full attention.I was beginning to writhe on the bed, I couldn't control myself. He was going to fuck me.He positioned himself between my legs, throwing my legs over his thighs as he knelt between them. He started fingering me to push as much lube as he could into my virgin hole. I winced and I groaned as he went from one finger to two. Then he went to three, digging into my pussy and shoving as much lube.