"No sweetie. I am not upset anymore. I am sorry I over-reacted. I guess I forgot that you are not my little boy any more. You are all grown up and I h...ave to give you privacy. I know how teenage boys are and how they are constantly looking at girls and how their hormones are very active... and... and... that they have strong urges," I told him.I walked him over to the couch where we sat down holding hands and facing each other, my breasts pointing at him provocatively. The generous cleavage had. So, we went on to watch some TV till about 12:15 when we were back at it – enjoying the glory of a side by side 69 – I still remember how good that was sucking and being sucked – what pleasure, there on the living room floor totally immersed, when we heard ‘What are you boys doing’ His Auntie showed up…Aunt ‘B’ was a bit of a hottie – probably in her early 30’s has caught us with each other’s cocks in our mouths, Oh shit I thought, this will be the end of a good thing and probably my parents. My penis was in agony. I would've given almost anything to shove it in her right then and bang her the rest of the evening, but it wasn't meant to happen. Yet.Once I'd finished, I went inside, leaving mom panting on the patio, dazed and confused. I literally ran to my room and started jerking off furiously. The pleasure was intense, but I wasn't satisfied. I wanted sex and I was going to get it, one way or another.Things went quiet and nearly cold 'till Christmas day. We had the house decorated. She felt pleased with herself. If only Mark would play it as a game.. It might be fun. She knelt before him waiting."Now wash them with your lips and tongue. Swallow. Don’t spit!"The game vanished unborn. He had breached her defence right at the start. Mark wore only the skimpiest sandals. His feet were well soiled. Obedience would degrade, perhaps nauseate. Tears came to her eyes. She had wanted so much to excel. He saunted to the wooden chest. Sat comfortably leaning back against the wall and.