As soon as I had more energy, I went back at itand none too soon since my erection began tofade. I was feeling some tightness in my penisnow, not clos...e to orgasm but making progress. Iwent a bit slower as to conserve energy and it feltgreat. Each stroke added a bit more, building upas I went along.As I continued stroking, my penis was gettingachingly hard now. I felt a sensation like I neededto pee. I read that this was normal and that iswas a signal that I was getting close to cumming.I had to. “It happened long before we moved here.”“I didn’t know that my dear,” she lied. “Men can be so cruel and insensitive. Not accepting their responsibilities.”I grunted. I’d heard it over and over before.“It must have been very difficult for your aunt to bring you up on her own, you being an orphan.”It was at that point my reason deserted me. “Why did you call me an orphan?’”“Well, my dear,” she explained smoothing a patronising hand along my arm. “Because of your aunt.”“You’re ignoring my. You’ve taken your time getting home from work and can tell I'm on edge and needing release. You know by the way I run up to you and take your coat and brief case. You can guess I'm trying to hurry you up so I can be released. You’re enjoying it too much and I can tell by the cold hard look in your eyes that I’ll be in for it tonight. It should scare me but it only excites me even more. You decided to have me undress you slowly and even having me take off your socks and shoes. You enjoy the. We were about the same height (5'9'' for me, 5' 8 and 1/2'' forCherise) and about the same weight. Like me, Cherise had also beenraised in the north ? Wisconsin in her case ? and was a recent arrivalto Dallas. She was 23 years old and had long hazel hair, green eyes, anda bewitchingly beautiful smile."OK, let's go for it," she said as she handed me a white bra and whitepanties. "Put these on." But..., you don't mean right here, do you? I'll use the bathroom." No, Angela, you'll change right.