Paul had it down to a science. He'd lie on the floor in front of the

television and angle himself just right to see the reflection of his Aunt Su

Ling as she sat on the couch behind him. He had to catch the sun just right

as it washed through the big front living room window, but he'd done it

before, many times. And when it worked, his 14-year-old cock sprang to life

as he lay on his side facing away from her, watching the 40-year-old Asian

woman's long, lean legs as she lounged in tiny shorts on the couch

behind him, feet stuffed into short white socks and sneakers.

Paul was a leg man, a foot man, if one can use the term for so young a person.