Every now and then, while the puja went on, aunty came close to me and sat beside me. My arm and elbow touched her belly and I got a hard-on which was... still visible even though I was wearing an underwear. Aunty got up and went from there.Again, after a while, she came and sat next to me in the exact same way. She kept on doing this again and again and I knew she was teasing me. So I decided to try my luck. The next time, I tried to move my fingers on her belly and she immediately got up and. Like any animal that walks the Earth, it knows food, can be driven by it.If Agnes starts to refer to it as he, in her mind, no one would be too put off by it. That’s her job, after all. To watch the creature as closely as humanly possible, to observe and convey each of its behavioral idiosyncrasies. For months and months, she has done so. Faithfully, to her best ability. Eventually, his mysterious, obsidian tentacles creeped into her dreams. There, she could feel them against her skin, so. She was sitting there like she was getting something from her purse. It was sitting on the end of the desk. She was fully exposed to him. I had seen her use this same routine many times before, and would, most likely, see her use it again. She had her face turned down, but, couldn't hide the sly smile on her lips. She loved teasing like this.She found what she was "looking" for. The slip of paper our friend had given her. She showed it to me, and I returned it so she could put it away. She sat. By the time they had gone through this routine and had started giving attention to each others pubic area, I had my usual raging erection and it was not long before my clothes were off, my cock was standing to attention and I was giving it the necessary slow stroking attention. Within seconds of starting this, Gordon had stripped off as well and revealed a handsome cut cock which did not seem to be having any problems in terms of its erection. He certainly was not having to touch it to get it.