But then the button that was at groin level suddenly popped open. She didn’t notice, but mini me did. I couldn’t look at it for fear she would fol...low my gaze—or should I encourage that? My dick rubbed against my shorts and created a wonderful friction; it swelled along the leg and threatened to stand straight out or pop free. Choices!Jean continued to blabber about what to do; should she call dad or maybe we could go to a pool. She also continued to fluff her robe. With that critical button. I grabbed for the door to the hall and Paula said, “Aunt Z would be offended if you left now without getting to talk to you. After all, you have seen her naked and you have had sex with her charge. The least you can do is stay and have a drink.” Paula smiled at me and pulled my arm and me into the room toward the table where two chairs similar to the ones in my room were as well as two buckets with bottles of wine in them chilling.“You told her we had sex?” I said.“Yes. It was the only way. I must’ve been staring a little too long as she stood on the stairs. She was running her hand down her pony tail when she looked right at me, gave a sly smile and a quick wink. I blushed at being caught and recovered as best I could and flashed a generically friendly smile back before looking away. I was so distracted by watching her that I didn’t notice the man dragging a chair up next to mine and sitting down before I could get up and patrol around the pool to avoid him. It happens a lot,. .. its been so long!" My fingers began to dance within my parents body, moving steadily in and out. This being my most experienced sexual act with a girl - finger banging her I mean. Its what a teenager does to his date, when going 'all the way' was forbidden. Mother responded to my actions by humping her hips back and forth, fucking my fingers anxiously. Her tiny hand easily found my cock hard, throbbing painfully this time, as she began to aggressively yanked on it yet again.I could hear her.