‘ I whimpered, and was surprised to hear the equal tones of need and childish whining.My big brother’s ministrations travelled painfully slowly up... to my clit, and stopped with his tongue less than an inch from touching it. He looked up at me in mock innocence, green eyes glittering with mischief as he met my gaze.‘What was that, Bryna?’ He said casually. ‘I couldn’t quite hear you.’I must have looked a sight, short auburn locks messy and frizzy, my body flushed all over, eyes dark with desire,. I kept my eyes closed but my brain was flooded with many thoughts (mostly naughty!). Then I felt Arfa aunt’s hairs on my thighs, inner thighs. It tickled me. I being very sensitive at that age slightly opened my eye to see what she was up to.Arfa aunt was smelling my crotch and then she started rubbing her smooth white cheeks on my thighs.OMG! Is this really happening?!!Aunt slowly sniffed my underwear and kissed my cock underneath. For a 20-year-old guy, this was more than enough to get a. The tender touches of her lips, with her soft hands on my bare skin excite me. I feel as if I was a teenage boy again; and this is my first time. No other woman has had this kind of effect on me before.She is lying on her back I take in her beauty as I am looking down at her. I take in the curves of her face and look deeply into her dark eyes; it is as if they are looking into my soul. I lean down to kiss her soft red lips. I continue my path down kissing her neck and licking it lightly. I. Still, it wasn't comfortable for me to be made to go against Brenda's father's wishes." It was comfortable to go against mine though?" I didn't choose to force the issue. You wanted to make some kind of statement to Mr. Connor. I didn't want to be a part of that. Gerta said you did it for me, but I think you did it because you wanted to, and because both you and he knew you could do it." He needed reminding." I already know how much power you have over my life, I don't need to be reminded. I.