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Granny is laid to rest.
"Jim, why haven't you got me one of these before now? You're out of a job...I've found your replacement!...Ring me back tomorrow!"
There was a dull thud as the phone hit the floor.
The mattress springs creaked as she threw herself back. Her hips bucked hard as she rode her bullying drone.
"That's it baby, do me now!"
Her anguished gasps sent tremors through him. Hot, slick precum smeared its tip.
Not too much more. His churning fluids begged release. Auntie Jo, on his bed, doing this!
The dial flicked up a notch, she welcomed the racing pleasures. Her straining hips tried to keep up. It felt so good.
His face contorted, he couldn't bear to miss a beat. Furiously humping at his trapped fist, he couldn't miss a second.
Ripping through her, it finally came, impossible to hold off. Crying and whimpering, as its relentless energy, worked, buried deep. The soaking sheets clung.
A final stroke and he was there. Spattering cum at its powerful release. His teeth clenched, he checked for spillage. He'd be found out, if she stood on some on leaving.
The muffled buzz was loud again with its job finished and its mistress satisfied. Her limp frame relaxed as she drew in a breath.
"Did you like what you saw Billy?"
He froze at the mention of his name. He had been caught.
"Come in here, Billy...I know you're there," her words rang in his ears
He shuffled forward; his gaze fell just short off the carpet before him.
He scratched at the back of his neck, nervously. He could feel her stare.
"Are you...will mum...I didn't mean to keep looking!" he pleaded.
"Look at me, Billy," she said softly.
Turning to the side, he started to fidget.
"Billy, look at me; I'm not cross with you."
He cast a worried, sideward glance.
"Look, I'm not going to say anything to anyone, we can keep this between us if you want."
His expression changed to disbelief.
"You're not gonna shout or anything?" he probed her, unbelieving.
"I'm kind of flattered actually...."
"I didn't mean any harm, I don't even know why I did it" he still couldn't believe her understanding attitude.
"You are a teenage boy. You are naturally curious. Don't worry...did you enjoy it?"
"Yes, hmm, I mean, well like I say, I didn't see much."
"You liar...you were there the whole time. I bet you even..." she grinned, pointing at the swelling in the front of his trousers. "You did, you even played with yourself..." stifling a laugh, she took him by the arm. "You played with it, while you were watching!"
He turned away and took her jibe in silence.
"Oh, Billy. That's so sweet. Was it nice, did you...you know...well...did you finish?"
Cradling his hand, she ran a finger round the crook of his thumb. A thin string of pearlescence drew from her finger as she drew it away.
"Was this for me? Did I make you...Oh, Billy."
Running her sticky finger across her lower lip, she kissed him lightly on the cheek.
"Am I making you uncomfortable?" her finger traced a path downward.
He shook his head almost imperceptibly.
"I do, don't I Billy. I make you nervous. Would you feel any better if I did this..."
Her hand slipped past the elastic of his waistband. He flinched.
"I bet it was harder than this before...when you were spying at the door...tugging at it, hoping I wouldn't find out. But I did, didn't I?" she was in his space now, she could feel the heat of his body, the soft downy stubble on his pubescent face, his pace of breath.
"I shouldn't be here...not with you...you're my Aunt!"
She easily foiled his pathetic attempt at escape.
"You don't need to be ashamed, you're not depraved or anything...you just need to be shown" she reassured, holding him.
"Shown? What do I need to be shown?"
Resuming her position on the bed, she beckoned him closer.
"I've heard enough of your apologies. Let me see what that mouth feels like around these".
She pulled him toward her.
"You mean, your..." she interrupted, a finger on his lips.