Chapter 7 Aunt, Can You Help Me Masturbate?
At night, Leonard lay in bed, thinking about what had happened last night, 'Mrs. Primo said it was masturbation. But it was unlike what they were doing in their room. How so?'
The things Lowell and Romy were doing in bed came back to him again.
He thought, 'That was sex, right? I thought it was a bad thing. But they were doing it!'
Suddenly, some strange feeling came from his lower body.
'Why is it getting bigger again?' Confused, he looked down at his erect penis.
'Mrs. Primo said masturbation was the only way to keep one healthy, but a hand job always hurts a lot.' After looking at his palm for a long time, Leonard finally made up his mind and hopped off the bed.
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Romy was lying in bed sleeping. Suddenly, she heard the door open and then the sound of approaching footsteps. "Who is it?" she asked warily.
"Mrs. Primo, it's me." Leonard's voice rang out in the pitch-black room.
Romy turned on the bedside lamp and then saw Leonard's face. He looked a bit tense.
"What's wrong, Leonard?" she asked.
Biting his lip, Leonard pointed down at his groin and said, "I'm sorry, Mrs. Primo, but I really have no idea what to do. It's erecting again, and I feel like I'm burning. Can you help me?"
Looking at his bulging crotch, Romy sighed, "Go lie down."
Leonard took off his pants and lay naked on Romy's bed. "Sorry, Mrs. Primo, to trouble you again so late."
Romy tied her loose hair back with a string and then lay on top of Leonard, reassuring him, "It's OK. I'll help you."
After saying that, she lowered her head and sucked Leonard's cock in her mouth. It wasn't the first time, and she was more skillful. This time, her blow job was even more intense. She accelerated, making Leonard groan uncontrollably.
Meanwhile, she thought, 'My mouth is getting sore. How come he's still not ejaculating? Odd. My moves are obviously more intense this time, yet somehow, he holds on longer than the last time. Why?'
She asked him, "Leonard, you don't feel like ejaculating?"
Leonard shook his head. "No, Mrs. Primo. It's itchy, and that's all. In fact, I'm feeling great."
Romy sat up in surprise, thinking, 'Perhaps he's been ejaculating too much these days, so he needs more stimulation.'
Therefore, she pulled the straps off her nightdress, revealing her plump breasts. Seeing that, Leonard felt that his heart started to beat faster again.
"Wanna touch them?" A bit guilty, Romy turned her head away.
Leonard sat up in bed and extended his hands tentatively. "May I?"
"Yeah. It might help you," Romy explained awkwardly.
Leonard gulped as he reached out for her breasts.
Feeling his burning palms, Romy covered her mouth at once, stopping herself from crying out.
Her soft breasts began to warp being squeezed by Leonard's palms. The shock was so intense that her body began to tremble.
'So, this is women's breasts? So soft,' Leonard thought as he squeezed her breasts. And suddenly, he noticed her nipples. Curious, he pressed his finger against one of them.
Romy immediately let out a short cry and then quickly covered her mouth to stop it.
"Leonard, why don't we change positions?" she said and asked Leonard to lie down as she lay across from him.
"What should I do now, Mrs. Primo?" asked Leonard.
She leaned closer to him, grabbed his hand, and put it on her breasts. "In such a way, you can continue to touch me, and I get to do something for you."
After saying that, she reached down, held his penis, and started to give him a hand job.
Her breasts were so soft, and her hand job was excellent. Leonard couldn't help but groan, his groan mixed with hers.
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