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My AuntHe was staying with his aunt and uncle for the weekend. They lived in a comfortable flat with a balcony in the center of the city. They were c***dless and she had always doted on him as a c***d and now looked at him in wonder that he was almost fully-grown. She was in her late thirties and still attractive so he wondered why they had no c***dren.“Aunt Mattie” he called. “Aunt Mattie!”She came to the bathroom door.” Yes?” she replied.“Aunt Mattie, there are no towels here.”“Ok, hold on” she said. She pulled a bath towel out of the closet and walked to the bathroom, opened the door and walked straight in.Ernst was standing up in the bath completely naked and he gave a start as she walked towards him. He turned in embarrassment to hide his nakedness. She smiled but walked right up to him. His back was now turned to her. “Shall I dry your back?” she asked and started dabbing his back with the towel. “Er escort videoları er…its ok, I can do it,” he said hesitantly. But she kept drying him anyway, moving lower and lower till she reached his waist. Her hands rubbed firmly across his buttocks, then spread them to his embarrassment, dried his cleavage all the way down to his thighs. “I have seen everything before” she laughed. “You have nothing I’ve not already seen,” she giggled to herself. She reached around him and started wiping down his chest. She was standing up against him and he felt her body against his back. Her hands moved lower and lower, he stood rigid in embarrassment as she now reached his pubic region. He felt her hands through the towel gather his testicles, holding each in turn, carefully dry it. Then, balancing them in the palm of one hand, she took his penis in the other. With bated fethiye escort breath he felt her bare hands curl around his penis shaft, feeling him up and down. His sudden intake of breath excited her. She held his now slowly hardening shaft in her hand, her eyes shining with excitement, her other hand cradling his testicles. His eyes closed, he was completely in her control, he half wanted to run but his excitement was mounting and overwhelming his embarrassment. He could feel her breasts pressing ever harder against his back, hard button-like nipples through the thin top. He didn’t know what to do with his hands. He let them hang limply till they touched her thighs, and there they rested, lightly on her warm thighs, her hand was still holding his penis, slowly moving up and down the shaft, sliding his smooth skin up and down, up and down, right up to that so, muğla anal escort so sensitive head and he felt it welling up, filling his senses, reaching that point of no return and then his muscles went into spasm, contracted, pumped and he felt the rush of semen spurting down the shaft and pumping out in long spurts, “ahh, ahhh, ahhh” he gasped. “There they go” she whispered into his ear “bye bye little babies” and she directed the spurts into the bath and continued masturbating him till the last spurt dribbled out. His heaving breath slowed.“There,” she said, “That wasn’t so bad was it? You have a great body, Ernst! Don’t be ashamed of it,” she laughed, putting the towel around his neck and tweaking both buttock cheeks before turning and walking out.He stood breathing deeply, hardly believing what had just happened.Afterwards, she acted like nothing had happened. He watched her secretly after that encounter. He saw how her breasts moved under her light blouse, the sway of her hips as she walked around and everything about her seemed to scream sex appeal. She talked with him, teased him, joked but said nothing about what happened and he almost thought he might have imagined the whole thing. Until the next night.to be continued
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