She said we could make a batch sometime. We talked about times past, vacations, Christmas', broken limbs and bruises on us boys.At 10:00 PM she said i... was time for us, to go to bed. She would use the bathroom first. When I went upstairs to bed, her bedroom door was open. I peed, washed and brushed my teeth. As I went into my room I heard, "Good night Terry." I replied: "Good night Aunt Hazel!"Aunt Hazel had my breakfast of eggs and toast and a bag lunch already for me. Then kiss one the lips. Her touch sent tingles through my whole body. “You can come over, but just for a little bit” she said. My jaw probably hit the floor, but I was too shocked to feel it!I followed her to her place, the whole time wondering if this was a dream. Once inside we sat on her couch and she filled channels on the tv. I had to make a move. “I can tell you want me, just kiss me already” she laughed, looked at me and said “Please!” But she didn’t move away! I leaned over and turned her face towards mine, I. . The other side of the house. I thought that Mrs Smith had just employed a cleaner and as a cum filled young cock, I thought Id surprise her. But it was me who was surprised when I walked round the corner, when bent over trying to get something off the floor, was Mrs Jacobs. Her beautiful ass pointing in the air in some soft hot pants, with a little wet smudge where her Pudsey was. She turned around...Part two."Oh hey scott, what are you doing here?" She said turning around revealing here. The dress fit her like a glove, a black, velvet glove. He marveled at how the fabric could be so thin, and yet so opaque. It moved as though it was a part of her, revealing fleeting lines of breast, hip, and thigh with the slightest motion of her body. Down the front, a single row of soft, tiny, black buttons, an inch apart, ran from neckline to ankle. He had watched her button each one, an agonizingly slow process. She had taken her time, smiling up at him after every two or three, as if to.