.Mene usse pani manga to voh lekar aai Or mujhe pani dene k liye juki to uske boobs pure nazar aa rahe the. Usne ander bra naji paheni thi…Or me sir...f uske boobs ko hi dekh raha tha. Or usne mujhe chimti kant k kaha k kya dekh rahe ho to mene kaha k kuch naji then vo nughty si smile dekar vaha a chali gai. Then usne kaha k mujhe bahar thoda kaam h me nahake aati hu tab tak tum bethi fir sath m chalte h.. Me beth k mobile m sexy movie dekh raha tha or mera pennish tite ho gaya tha bar baar mw. This view stunned me and I was gazing at her. My cock began to grow hard and I started to squeeze my hard cock without knowing what to do next.The next move came from my aunt, she took one more turn towards me and placed her right hand on my stomach and pulled me near her. I didn’t resist this move and went closer to her. Now my cock was touching her belly. I was getting a wonder full feeling and gently stroked her belly with my cock. Now my aunt’s hand grabbed my cock and she started squeezing. T was great he had a brother, D and we used to spend loads of time together, after school and especially in the summer holidays. I was always round his house or him round mine. T’s mom was V she was 35 years old and great, always cooking us stuff and having a laugh. Sadly it was then that T’s dad died, and of course everybody was devastated, it took a long time for them to get over it, and that’s where my story really starts…A few years later and I was now 15, and spend a lot of time round T’s. That was also true. My lie was actually one of omission. As I read and reread each of the spells (actually a continuation of the spell my sisters had used to bring me back), my mind kept going back to something that Jo had told me when she gave me the book. She said that Mama ‘knew I would do the right thing.’ That struck an unsettling cord in my mind. Mama had never approved of ANYTHING I did. She saw me as wild, impetuous, rebellious, untrustworthy, selfish, and a whore. And she was right,.