Did Daw Lay eat? Did I eat?

When I was in 8th grade, my mother told me to go with her sister, a teacher, because she wanted a good education. My aunt is over 30 years old. Mother of a child Her husband is an army officer. I often have to go to the front. When he returned, he returned ten days a week. So, at home, Daw Lay and I Only Daw Lay's 3-year-old son is left. That's how I got home when I was a teenager. Everything has been fine because I was raised by Daw Lay since I was a child. I respect Daw Lay like my own mother. I had no other thoughts.

If you have no feelings for her, you have no feelings for anyone else. I don't even know how to urinate. That's it. In our time, there is no such internet. Nine eras are not easy to buy. Let me tell you about it. To continue talking about Daw Lay, Daw Lay was a very polite teacher in her 30s (not to mention in detail).

Let my nephew come. When I entered the room, I asked Daw Lay, "What are you going to do?" She smiled and pointed to her back, asking her to take it off. I took off my bra, saying that he must be having a hard time. The look on Daw Lay's face as she looked at me wearing a Tami top felt different. The next day, Daw Lay, who had taken a bath and entered the room, called me back. I was asked to wear a volleyball hook. Daw Lay's beauty after taking a bath is heartbreaking.

After that, Daw Lay asked me to do such things continuously. Sometimes you may even be asked to bring a T-shirt and panties from the backyard. But I do not know anything. The point is, one day my aunt came home (more likely to be one night) When I came home from school at about 9 o'clock that night, I heard a moan and I had not yet entered the house. The room was turned off, but the light from the TV turned on so I could see everything clearly.

Items in the room include an English TV show (sound is muted), a sleeping baby, Aunts and uncles who have lost their clothes. Daw Lay turned her back on him. Her husband was sucking on her vagina between her thighs as if he were on her knees. It was the first scene I ever saw. I still do not hear Daw Lay moaning one by one. She curled her hair and pulled on her husband's hair. I've never forgotten how dirty my arms were.

All I know is that baking is done with Lee. Even so, I ran away from school and stole a car from the video store. Isn't he sharing now? While I was snooping, my uncle stopped blowing his badge and pulled my aunt's legs over his shoulders. Then he put his big cock in Daw Lay's vagina and started to lick it. I don't know if she is sick or not. They screamed loudly at each other for a long time. I stopped looking and entered the house loudly and pretended to be asleep. The voices in the other room could still be heard.

From that day on, I became interested in Daw Lay. The thought came to me that I would have to bow down. I was scared because I did not know what was happening to my period. So she went back to her husband. One night while I was studying, Daw Lay came into my room and asked me to massage her. I got it too. He said that Daw Lay had come into the room and left. I followed and got on the bed in Daw Lay's room. I can not tell. Daw Lay was lying on her back on the bed.

Daw Lay's beauty under the nightgown flower shop is made of wood. Daw Lay told me to start from my feet. And the legs. I do not know how I feel when I press my feet. I got angry. The arms gradually move to the thighs. She knew it, but I was encouraged to say nothing. As a step up, the bottom of the dress is pressed up, almost to the waist. If you tilt your head and look down, you can even see Daw Lay's bubble under the black panties. I slowly became more confident and did not put on the dress.

Gone. I think I've been told. Gently rub your thighs, my nephew, and pulled the dress to my chest. Black panties and white spots on the thighs. My sweat returned as I looked at the bubble. As she said, she was rubbing her thighs, but her hands often touched her vagina. There, Daw Lay became agitated and came to hold my brother. Then I was put to bed and sucked.

It's so good that it's over in her mouth. Thanks to her kindness, the next time I came back, I was forced to climb on my hips. It was the first time in my life that I had ever experienced a woman. On the plus side, it doesn't take long. It's over. Daw Lay is dissatisfied and is holding Lee by the arm. I nodded when she told me to come the next night. As it happens after that. I missed her until I got home after my 10th grade exams. Now my married aunt is also quite old.

When we met again, it was as if nothing had happened to both of them, and no one but me (including her husband) knew about Daw Lay and me (including her husband) as if nothing had happened. But every time I think back, I still remember my first fall experience. Who was replaced by Daw Lay and me?