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Paul went white. He had been checking out his aunt's muscular legs in

the reflection of the TV, but didn't think she noticed. He didn't answer.

"I said do you like what you see on TV, and I don't mean the show?" she

continued, flipping calmly the pages of the magazine she was reading. "Paul,

you're in my house watching my TV and I catch you looking at my legs, and

I"d like to know if you like it. My legs, I mean."

Paul gulped loudly and stood up.

"I gotta go, Auntie," he said, making for the door before his cock could

do the full rise in his jeans. "Talk to you later."

He got to the door and found the way blocked by his 5 foot, 10 inch

aunt, looking down at the 5 foot 5 Paul. She smiled and crossed her arms.

"I think the time has come," she said, walking toward him, backing him

up. "Take your pants off."

"Wha….what?" Paul asked, shocked. "Take my pants off? I, uh, I don't

think, uh, that's a good idea, Aunt Su Ling, um…"

"You saw what I did to Mike that day, Paul, you want these legs to do it

to you?" Su Ling asked calmly.

She didn't give him the chance to answer. She shot a smooth thigh up and her knee slammed into Paul's crotch, sending white hot shivers of pain up

his belly to the top of his head. As he bent over in pain, Su Ling leaped up and

wrapped her rugged legs around his neck, crashing them both to the living

room floor, a crushing throat scissors on the young boy, taking him to the

brink of unconsciousness.

"Take them off," Su Ling said, leaning up on her elbow.

Paul balked and Su Ling impatiently unsnapped his jeans and undid his

belt, sliding his pants down and off, leaving him in his boxers, his

six-inch cock bobbing up out of the shorts hole. Su Ling laughed. "Not bad…let's hope it grows a bit more." She pushed her hand into the waistband of his shorts and her fingers found their mark, latching onto his boyish balls and squeezing hard. He screamed a high-pitched scream which Su Ling cut off by scissoring his neck more tightly.