She would watch the shadow of her left hand moving gently in rhythm with her heartbeat. Leaning against a rockface near the entrance, she would squeez... her full nipples while deftly working her fingers over the moist pink flesh, not enough to relieve her, but to sharpen her desires into razors.She had always kept her sexuality to herself as she did the treasures inside her cave. She would wait for her dark eyes to slowly adjust to the light and then she would enter into her self-made world.. He was taller then me. He had the prettiest blue eyes. When he smiles your heart just flips! He is a very sweet guy. He was always so helpful to the other workers, but when you did something wrong oh did you know it! I have short curly hair. My eyes change color with my moods, but I always have some form of blue in them. I have a little extra weight, but I still think I am kinda cute. Things at the office have been going very well. That is until that one day I had to stay and work late. It was. Aunty: I know you Vicky. But a handsome guy like you must be having a lot of proposals right.Me: (Blushed) No aunty.Aunty: (Pulling me closer to her and pulled my cheeks softly) I too was young someday. I know what happens in this age.Me: Haha, no aunty, you still look so gorgeous. Nothing like that.Aunty: Ur tshirt doesn’t allow me to massage properly. Please take it off.Me: Its okay aunty, I’ll be fine.Aunty: Its okay, you’re not bothering me. Pull it off.I opened my t-shirt. She took a long. Orgasm was at hand but Deniece had ordered me not to cum too quickly as she had her plans, her way of bringing both Cinnamon and I to finality at just the right moment. Withdrawing now I could sense something from Deniece, a lust for the moment that I hadn't seen before in her. Deniece was a lover of mine, a special guiding hand for me in the ways of love found in the lash. Now I saw something new and exciting, expressed directly to me in her eyes. A moment of rest followed, I carefully saw to.