The sight of the tip of his penis, showing above the line of his boxers, made me quiver with desire. I wet my lips, salivating at the thought of the s...moothness of the foreskin against my lips and tongue, and of the wet tip slipping inside me, warm, hard. All I wanted was the feeling of fullness he would provide as he pushed the full of his length inside me, slowly, forcing me open. He looked at me in amazement, smiling broadly and with a calm, sure hunger in his eyes. He lowered himself onto. Can you hear?" He watched her hand move under her panties and heard the unmistakeable slick noise of fingers entering and playing with a wet pussy. He gasped and strained his head to try and get closer. "Now, now" she teased. "Patience, my darling, patience." She stepped back and for a moment he thought she was leaving. But she pulled her panties down and stepped out of them. Her pussy was smooth, hair free and he could see that her labia lips were already glistening and engorged. She stroked. The barrier was that me , being very young with them being about 15 yrs and above elder to me , and being my MOM’s friends, in turn becoming my aunties ,realizing the consequences in deep corner of my mind , made me ill prepared and forcefully kept me away from giving in to the temptations ,and so to be satisfied by just voyeuring than going for any miss adventure for the present, which would have made them careful and in turn me losing my opportunity to be around them , for my further tuition. ." What?! Pete Harris? My Pete Harris, the counselor of my cabin?" Well, yaah! Now, stop interrupting or I'll stop telling you. And don't think about starting any rumors about the two of us being an item; we were just sharing an apartment, him, me and about another half dozen guys and girls, I'm still not sure how many we were all together. Anyway, we both had had too much to drink and we were completely tipsy. As a joke, we walked into that tattoo parlor and had the guy give us 'His and Hers'.