I could feel her nipples getting harder n harder she was done with the blowjob n I was really horny by then.. She hugged me n again whispered on my ea...s asking me to fuck her.I remember the exact lines….’’you call me your best friend… Now prove how much you care for me… satisfy me… I haven’t fucked for the past one year… Let me feel you inside me” those words made me hornier. I carried her to the bed… I made her lie on the bed… N started to kiss her inner thighs. I could smell her wet pussy…. Then there were the younger two, each totally different than the others. Rose had short cut brown hair pulled back over a pair of innocent brown eyes that seemed huge, with tiny flower earrings made of pink and purple rhinestones. To finish off the innocent freshman appearance, Rose was tiny. She was maybe five feet tall, with a b-cup bra most likely. Her constant wearing of short shorts betrayed her long, toned legs leading up to a nice ass. Michael wasn’t sure what sports she played but he. Thats when she realized nothing would ever be the same again. Aunt Josephine was her mothers older sister, a widower that had always yearned for children. After a few weeks with Kat, several of her long term staff quit, or were offered better positions and had to start right away and after the incident with the book club and the laced tea Aunt Josephine decided motherhood wasn't for her. After several incidents and confrontations with herself and with the remaining staff, Aunt Josephine had. We slowly undress each other, lips never apart for more than a few seconds. I kiss her ear, neck and collarbone as she sucks gently on my neck. Our hands roam once again as we re-explore each others bodies from the years since we were together last. I lie into her, my thigh up against her groin, and she gently grinds against it. Through it all we moan softly to each other, our breathing and even heart rate even align as we come together in all ways. I kiss down her body and when I reach her.