The effect of what she was doing between our bodies and between my legs was incredible. Really unbelievable. I couldn’t imagine how a girl so youn...g could have such knowledge and skill, and such awareness of men. She was truly extraordinary. Once again, I didn’t last long. This time, part of the reason for my limited duration was fatigue, but the larger part was what she said to me, and how she said it. Looking at me from a foot below, with her little hands working my cock and balls, she. She didn’t come.She just gave some lame excuse that she was having some lady problems. I was so heartbroken that I cried while eating the chocolate chip ice cream I bought for us after sex. I was very vulnerable when she saw me sitting on my bed crying.By she, I mean my aunt Anupama. She had come with a birthday gift for me despite no party. Seeing me, she immediately dropped the present and came to hug me.She tried calming me down while asking, “What is it? Why are you crying?”I couldn’t tell.. ‘Hello?’ I said as evenly as I could.‘Hello Miss Kavanagh,’ a deep, rumbling voice called out. I froze, realizing that Chris called me himself. The desire between my thighs flared to life again, and added to it was the mixture of fear that it was going to be bad news. After my talk with Abigail, I realized how little I enjoyed working at the gallery, and began hoping that this would be a fresh start for me. ‘This is Chris. Do you have a minute right now?’Swallowing as quietly as I could, I. ...I had to stand there. Even exhausted he was atleast seven inches. Maybe eight. It hung between his legs and Icouldn't take my eyes off it. My little clit......It just kind of saton my balls. Not even hanging down."How big was it?" Jo laughed. "Remember we actually got a ruler and-" It wasn't even two inches," I wept. "Okay. I said it." And erect?" Jo.........Please don't........Not even four," I whispered."And you did get erect didn't you?"Yes. I was staring at his cock. Wanted it even.