After a couple of months of college life, I began to notice that my aunt made frequent visits to our house. Every time it was a different reason. She ...would often come to me for some help with her mobile. It was mostly a very small thing like installing certain apps, clearing space, etc.Whenever she came, she used to bring her son with her. She would leave her son in the living room, come into my room, shut the door and then talk to me. She would always remove her dupatta, giving me a nice view. It would be a shame for you to have your first sexual experiences with a clumsy, selfish college boy. Wouldn't you rather the first cock in that tight pussy be mine, so I can make it good for you? Make you come like I did with my fingers?" His long, thick cock was already out, hard and dripping precum inches from Lindsay's face. She'd barely noticed that he'd gotten up and moved to stand near her head. Unbearably aroused, Lindsay turned her head and reached out with her hand. Moving closer, Dr.. Un-screwed, in fact. But she was too tempting, and I'd waited too long and my patience was at an end."My decrepit old ears heard exactly what you wanted them to hear, little girl. And now you're going to put up or shut up."Her face was right in front of mine. Those lush lips were only inches from my own."You need to shut up right now," she almost whispered."I'm not going to shut up," I whispered back. "You are." No I'm not." Yes you..."I didn't get to finish, because she kissed me.The brain. No one else in town cared one way or the other except to brand Billy from birth with the awful name. Back then, I thought it meant the other children were not supposed to play with him for some reason or other.It seems strange today when so many children are born to single, never married mothers. But back then, especially in the south, a child born without two parents legally married to each other was an outcast. Most often the mother and her illegitimate child would move to another town where.