She leapt to her feet, distracted by her anger and distress. I said nothing. I stood, simply looking at her, waiting to see what path her protest woul...d take.Something about my demeanour seemed to anger her further. She looked around herself, furiously, and then grabbed the wooden chair that stood beside her bed. She hurled it at the bars of the cell. It splintered into pieces and fell to the floor. Nicola looked at it in silent shock, astonished by the violence of her action.Her surprise at the. I didn’t talk to her for 3 days.After that one day she came to home and asked me to take her to parlor. I didn’t spoke to her but took her on my bike. Mean while she kept her hand on my shoulder. Great touch I immediately want to grab her and kiss her lips but kept quiet. Completed work and came home she called in I was not holding my feelings and wanted to fuck her badly. She went in and after some time came and sat along with me in sofa. Aunt: how I’m lookingMe: keeping head down. Good. .. I thought she had peed her panties! But she squirmed as I did, and so I kept feeling around while she grasped my cock through my Jockeys and I was oozing all over them. I was kind of embarassed, because I was leaking so much, but she just kept squeezing me. I guess she had never felt a cock befor either unless it was changing a baby's diaper, and they don't have much for cocks.It was getting uncomfortable sitting in the front seat. Now the back seat of my '59 was quite a bit narrower than. There was no going back now. I slid my hand inside the warm and inviting opening.I now felt the softness of his blue boxer shorts and the warmth and smoothness of his groin. Through soft cotton, I felt his balls, small and tightly bunched; “a boy’s balls”, I thought. I searched for an opening to his shorts but I couldn’t find one in the restricted space in which I was obliged to explore. But through the material, I could still feel the tufts of pubic hair around the base of his organ, now hard.