Aunty was in the backyard cleaning the lamps and I was convinced that at least for some 15 minutes I will be undisturbed. So I started seeing each of ...the photos with rapt attention. My hand automatically entered the gap in my knickers and took hold of my penis which was now fully up and beating. Though I did not shake it fast I slowly rubbed it enjoying the blissful sensation. Soon water started oozing out and my penis and my hand became wet and sticky with my water. A few drops of water wetted. ” My mom looked at me and said, “Good morning, honey. Breakfast is ready. Just have it.” Me: Sure, mom, let’s eat.I can see she was a little bit tensed. But she managed to cover it with her beautiful smile. We ate breakfast and had a little casual talk. I observed that my mom was texting on her mobile while we were talking. I am pretty sure that it was my friend Rohit chatting with her anonymously.I am very curious about today’s task. While texting with him, I can see her shocking expressions.. He mused that from a safe distance, she looked like any other petite, plump, pretty lady of middle years. It was only on getting closer, that it became clear she could slay any of her male relatives with a basilisk-like glare at twenty paces.Tobias greeted her with a dutiful peck on the cheek and was resigned that, within seconds, she gave him a rundown on suitable young ladies who were going to be present, while critically eyeing up his appearance and brushing down his best coat with her hand,. We shared a big, juicy secret that no one knew about, and it felt incredible.Saturday night and we were at my house, again. My parents had long gone to bed and Jim was out again with his friends, running amok, and I was in bed, naked with Alyssa.“I want to take things a little further,” I said in a voice barely above a whisper, even though it was impossible for anyone to hear us. “I want to touch you, Mel,” she paused. “It’s all I’ve thought about all week.”God, she’s turning me on.Like last.