"To make matters worse, my c**k bone refused to soften but became even stiffer from the nearness of a woman. She whispered my name, and I opened my eyes and pretended to be surprised. Auntie sat down alongside of my bed. "Thought I heard you tossing about,' she said. 'Can't sleep myself.' From the snores in the next room, it was clear that Uncle Sven was fast asleep. 'Mind if I keep you company for a while?' she asked.
"I shook my head. She began to straighten out my covers, which were twisted badly. Then, her hand passed over the top of my c**k bone. 'You've got a hard on,' she said matter-of-factly. There were no evasions or inhibitions about s*x between farm people who regarded it as a quite natural phenomenon. 'Did I make you do that?' she inquired.
"I shook my head. 'No. I've had se
