Aunty: Of course sahil. But i have to shave my underarms first to wear this dress. Give me sometime i will quickly get my underarms shaved.Me: Okay Au...ty!I was waiting on their sofa suddenly i heard her crying out loudly! I quickly head to their bedroom and knocked the washroom’s door.Me: Aunty, Are you okay?Aunty: No sahil! I cut myself on my underarm. Please help me!Me: Unlock the door.Aunty unlocked the door and i was stunned. Aunty was topless standing in front of the mirror having her one. The family was ok and nice to me, about 2 months after I moved in with them, my foster dads brother came to live with us, he was 31. He had been into some trouble, not really sure what.Anyway, I was totally attracted to him and I could tell he liked me too. He didn't work and we were alone for a few hours everyday when I got home from school.We started hanging out a lot and then fooling around. We were lying on his bed one day and we just started kissing. I was a virgin but wanted to change. I spent some time talking with Suzana later that same morning. She and I were getting along pretty well and I was starting to ask her for advice about dealing with some of my issues, especially with regard to Becky and the baby. Her take was very much like Melanie’s had been — that the problems Becky would have had were so tremendous that she could see why she would do it. Suzana said that even in Sweden, with all the help you got from the government, it was hard on fifteen- and. She said, “Puchne ki zarurat to hai nahi, kyunki mana to tum kabhi karoge nahi.” I couldn’t understand what she said. But then immediately she went on her knees. She pulled my boxers down. Took my cock in her hands and began stroking.“Sach me bohot bada hai, kal jab apne pati ka hila rahi thi to kitna patla tha. Tera to pure haat mein bhi nahi aata hai.” Saying this she put my cock in her mouth. She just sucked the tip. She moved her tongue all over the tip in a circular manner. “Aaaaahh,” I.