It felt like he could get my entire breast into his mouth. Definitely. Probably with room left over. But his hands dropped down to my waist. He held m... tight. He also dipped his hands into my waistband. His hands began feeling skin below my waist that had never been touched before. My pants as well as my panties were halfway over my hips. It was as if I didn't care any longer. Or maybe I just wasn't thinking. In any event, I raised up a little as he pulled them the rest of the way over my. How she was always going to need him... how she would love him forever and ever and ever... !His cock pressed almost savagely against her thighs, its generous head splitting the narrow, hair-lined slit of her cunt- lips as it lay poised and ready, as if it might plunge into her again at any unknown second. The thought induced her to lift her hips suddenly, raising both of them while she moved her arms around beneath her buttocks and with the fingertips of both hands, spread her soft, fleshy. One way she did this was to sunbathe in the garden – and as this was in the UK, this didn’t happen often.Well, one day she was out there, in her bikini, oiled up and on her front. The angle of the garden lounger meant that I had a great look right up her legs to the fabric covering her pussy. I had worked out, by this stage of course, that there was a gap enough to look through to their garden and be quite secluded myself. And as a teenage boy, jerking off was a natural habit.So, knowing no one. The next morning I woke up and walked in the laundry room to see the clothes had been washed, except a few shirts, and there it was. Her aunt's pink cum filled panties sitting on top. Did she notice them or was all this a coincidence? I went into the kitchen after that and got some breakfast as her aunt sat at the table reading the paper. She didnt seem one bit unusual. She then got up and walked to the laundry room and started a load of clothes. Phew, I was safe. When she left I went back into.