Soon, I was mouthing as much of her foot as I could. I was goingnuts over them. I licked every inch of skin, sucked, nibbled,and pressed my face all... over them. I felt myself starting tocum, and there was no way to stop it.I must have grunted or something, because Aunt Heather started togrind and moan more, telling me not to hold back, to just let go."I...I...oh...I...," was all I could get out when my bodyspasmed, and I came all hot and wet inside my jeans. Aunt Heathermust have cum, too. . It’s a few minutes after one. I tried to remember what time Delon’s father comes home when he’s working the day shift. I’ve probably seen him coming home from work hundreds of times but I never paid any attention. It’s quite likely that Delon and the others have another four hours or more to play with us.Delon grabbed another cold beer out of the refrigerator. Where are sixteen-year-old boys getting beer?! He offered everyone but the three younger boys a beer. They were given soft drinks.Most. We exchanged phone numbers, and began to text; at first just flirty, and then downright naughty. Finally, she made a trip to the adult bookstore for some toys for us, and we began to plan our evening. I was to say I was going in to work early, but instead come to her house. We'd go for drinks, and play it by ear. As nervous as I've ever been, I showed up at her house a little early. I was dressed as she had instructed, in a tight skirt, heels, and a low cut sweater. She answered the door. " Oh, sorry, I'd forget my head if it weren't nailed, stapled and glued on, it's Simon." That's a nice name. Simone."I didn't pay much attention to him calling me "Simone", it's something I'd been called before by my mother. A similar way all parents seem to use all your names when you're in trouble. "Now lets have a look at you. You know, I think you'd best have a tetanus injection, just to be on the safe side, can you remember when you had one last?" I honestly couldn't remember and shook my.