In my opinion she looked at me with a certain interest which was not the interest in her nephew. I was very young, it was hot, I had testosterone skyr...ocketing and my cock was always hard. Until then I had not had great experiences with my peers, and in any case never a complete relationship.Towards the end of the evening everything changed for me. I don't know if my aunt did it on purpose, if it was a fortuitous thing, the fact is that at a certain point one of her cutlery fell to the ground. I. Ich fing an zu weinen. Mama kam undsah es. Sie rief John. John fand den Fehler schnell und ich warerleichtert das es wieder ging. Ich fand es toll von John. John war mirimmer mehr sympathischer geworden. Schlie?lich ging ich zum Wickeltischund nahm eine rosa Windel und rief laut Papa. John und Mama waren erstauntdoch John kam erfreut und hob mich mit seinen starken Armen auf denWickeltisch. Mama kam mit her und l?chelte mich an und k?sste mich. Johnmachte sich ans Werk. Kein Wort ?ber meinen. His manly scent filled my nose as I leaned back, my head on his chest. His hands explored both up and down till they were cupping both my pussy and my right breast. I felt so wicked as we were close enough to see everyone in Town yet they couldn't see into our dark little world. The realization hit us both at the same time I think for as I reached back to grab his hard shaft, I felt him start to pull my dress up my thighs. I started to slide my hand up and down his erection feeling every vein. I was hiding. And while I felt a pang of sorrow for what might befall the boy, he was not my immediate concern. He was not my flesh and blood. He could die but not my little brother Johnny.Crouching behind a fallen ATM machine, I brought up the M16 rifle and aimed at the possible exit the boy might take. I was a good shot thanks to my father who trained both his sons to use guns at an early age. My hand didn’t shake as I saw the boy crash into the hard plexi-glass doors with them right behind.