Elijah's POV.Of all things I'd expected to see today, this was the very least. My eyes widened, my body pulsing with heat, blood flow rushing speedily to my pants as I watched Aunt Stacey touch herself.She'd looked so hot…so tempting…so beautiful. She bolted off the toilet seat, tossing the vibrator in the air as she pulled on her shorts with embarrassment evident on her face. She looked like she'd just seen a ghost to be exact. "I–I didn’t hear you come in," she stammered, her voice cracking. I moved further into the bathroom, swallowing hard, "The door was unlocked," I said, trying not to stare at her nipples perking through her top. "I knocked, but you didn’t answer,” I added. Stacey's face turned pale, her fingers went straight into her hair as she stared at the floor. “Fuck, I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry you had to see that. Why–why did you come?” She asked, trying to soften the awkward tension between us but I was at a loss for words. I'd come to tell her that her mom want
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