I understood nothing.Suja Aunty said, “You chose number 2. You chose my bra. This is the bra I was wearing today for the whole day. As you choose my... bra, you will masturbate in my bra in front of me. If you had chosen me, then today was the day to fuck me, but you missed it.”I was sad but happy that I had some progress with her. I loved this naughty game of hers. I stripped off my clothes immediately. I showed her my 6-inch tool, erect just for her. Suja Aunty threw her bra towards me. I cupped. In the stable, I drained the oil from the MT's motor into a pan and removed the old oil filter. I replaced it with a new filter, reinstalled the oil plug, and added five quarts of motor oil to the engine. The Touch-o-Matic system required five quarts of SAE 10 weight oil, and I filled it, but would need to check it after the engine was running for a while.With all of that accomplished, it was time to put some fuel in her and start this baby up. There was a nozzle for the fuel cans and I put. 'Oh! Isn't he a lovely child' or 'What a love smile' or 'What beautiful skin he has' and finally one comment that would become a trademark given by a casual teacher 'I bet he will be a hit with the girls', not only because of his beauty but because he had a prick on him that was double the size of any boy of his age.He may have had the physical attraction but his academic progress was slow and in an all boys school he received no advancement what so ever to the extent that following the advice. She bought into my philosophy and we had the most delightful sessions any two people could possibly have. It was probably better than any sex I had experienced in my previous life, and I was loving every moment of it.Diane wasn't interested in golf, so I kept that part of my recreational interests to myself. I would go to the driving range once or twice a week and work on my recollection of the lessons I had taken. I was pleased that I was hitting the ball more confidently, but I hadn't played.