She lapped at my cum for a few seconds and then sat up.I watched her lean on the other side of the truck and her right hand snaked under her dress. Th...rough the slit in my eyes I watched my aunt masturbate in her corner of the truck. Her dress gathered up her thigh as I watched her arm move rhythmically under her dress. My cock grew hard again, but I didn't dare touch it. I sniffed and found a funky new smell in the air. It was a mixture of my cum and my aunt's pussy. Dad sniffed and turned. Tomorrow: lose the friends.My plan entailed either a nice dinner out, or else a nice dinner in. I had the cash in my wallet and the goods in the fridge. I'd leave it up to Janey what we'd have to eat. For dinner, that is. Dessert, well... I had this vague vision of donning our birthday suits and partying all night long. With no interruptions, or the hint or possibility of interruption.We live in about the tiniest house imaginable. Any smaller and it'd be a pioneer cabin on the prairie. It seems. That background is my excuse for what I did to Alex.Alex was ‘the Korean kid’. He was very different than the rest of us 'Middle England' 16-year-olds, watching anime through his bottle-bottomed glasses, rather than joining in with the games that the rest of us played, such as 'Catch and Kiss' and 'Grope'.Unlike me, he was very introverted and he definitely didn’t talk to girls, let alone 'Kiss' or 'Grope' them – he didn’t even know how to act around girls, which is perhaps why my parents. “That’s enough so far I guess.” Mum sounded neutral.“Ok” I said.“Now get ready for Wendy. I’ll go to some restaurant with the other mistresses. Hurry.” Mum had a voice like a cat. “I love you.”“I love you, too” I said and was still a little stunned from that expectedly unexpected costume I just had gotten. “Bye”“Bye”We hung up. I took the leather thing to my room and had a closer look at it. It was like that Eddy Murphy outfit from “delirious“but black. So I guess it was more wearable than it.