" I know Ray, I know. And I'm sorry too, it's just that I don't want to do the things you want to do."I pulled her towards me and hugged her then bent... my head down and kissed her sweet lips. She responded back kissing me and once again her hand fell down to my jeans and she rubbed her fingers up and down on my cloth covered cock. I was as hard as a rock and thought that maybe she would at least give me a hand job for a birthday present. I reached down and unzipped my jeans and fished inside and. “Oh she left a wee while ago, had to pour her into a taxi” Bev giggled. “But tell me, whatever is the matter with you?”I just stared at Bev, a pit in my stomach and I just wanted to tell her everything then she reached out, touched my cheek and then took my hand. I began to feel stronger. She looked at me with those twinkle wine washed eyes and then she knocked me for six.“Aunty Bev knows you have been rummaging around her room.” She was smiling I was struggling to put excuses together.“Have. The moment my cock entered, it was pleasure and madness all over again. A witch's brew of lust. She groaned, a long drawn out "Yesss."She liked to talk during sex. Called me names, promised to never do it again, said her tramp days were over. And lost herself in a towering orgasm that shook from top to bottom and left her gasping.Today was just low a****l noises. Small answers to my thrusts. It had been almost a year since we'd seen each other last. My nerve endings were blasting as never. He examined me carefully and suggested some medicine.Then I was the doctor.He came in, said with a worried look on his face that his willie was swollen.This really surprised me. It wasn't anything I expected to hear.Before I could say or do anything he pulled down his trousers and shorts.His willie sure was swollen. It was pointing straight out at me.I have never seen anything like it before.Maybe I had seen my father's limp cock once or twice. My younger brother for sure.But nothing like.