“Can I go in you now? I asked – or begged. “I don’t think so, “She replied. “I had a lot of sex and I’m kind of sore.” She continu...ed, “You can stick your tongue inside me – but stay away from clit,” She suggested and reiterated. I really wanted to be inside her. It’s powerful watching, though in this case I didn’t, her have passionate and fulfilling sex, then when I get my turn she’s tired and disinterested, almost like it’s her duty. It’s very humiliating, yet a driving force. She took. Herb fingeredhis aunt's snatch, feeling it squishy against his fingers, and then he thought how itwould feel sticking his nose up between her ass-cheeks and sniffing her hot twat,maybe even licking it for her the way Julie had been doing when he had interruptedthem and won out because he had a hard cock, while poor Julie only had a mouthand a little clit."Want me to suck your cunt for you, Aunt Dee?" Herb asked.In answer, the woman spread her legs wide and knelt with her ass raised, so thatHerb. “Steve?! I… I thought you were Sam! Oh my gosh.”“Gross! Why…”I cut him off. “Shhh, keep it down! Don’t tell anybody! I’m going to throw up and go to bed, we can talk about this tomorrow.” And like that, I ran up to my room and cried myself to sleep.Tomorrow came, and we didn’t talk about it. Then the next, and the next and so on. A week went by and neither of us could look the other in the eye or bring it up to talk it out. I had ruined our loving relationship, and I couldn’t handle it. The. I don't think it was the stories with her. I think it was the natural response of two people in tight quarters, both not getting any.I also began to feel the tension with Caitlyn. Hers seemed more a woman bursting out of a girl's body with all the rampant hormones of that transformation running wild. She would give me these looks at times. She would also take opportunities to find me alone and ask questions about the stories, pointed ones about whether or not I had done this or that, especially.