I hated having to do it, and I especially hated having to be the bearer of these particular bad tidings. She'd beat herself up for not having been the...e, even with her mom as out of it as she'd been, and I was the reason she hadn't been able to be there.She took it about as hard as I'd expected. I told her as gently as I could, making sure I said "passed away" instead of the harsher "died"—I never have understood why it matters, they mean the same thing, but it does to most people—and her face. Her skin was so soft and warm, and she was groaning in pleasure as I found a couple knots and rubbed them out. Every now and then I would hit a sore spot and she would jump a little, which caused her to rub her ass against my cock. I was getting hard by this point and I knew she could tell, as I had to re-adjust myself straight up, so that my cock was laying right up between her ass cheeks, although still fully clothed. As I started working my way down her shoulders, the T shirt was getting in. The bloke comes over to me and says. i am going to play with you have you got a problem with that i start screaming and trying to escape, he says stop it you make it worse. the other bloke is standing near dad with a baseball bat and hits him in the stomach and smacks him with it. see darling the more you fight the harder your dad gets hit, you understand, I knod, he starts kissing me, and playing with my nipples, he whispers in my ear do not worry my dear I am not going to hurt, to works his. Finally I drove up to her shore house, parked and took my luggage that i packed for a week and knocked on her door.Aunt Taylor answered the door and my jaw almost dropped. Over the years she obtained a nice hourglass figure and did not look nearly 45. My aunt had was wearing jeans which hugged her huge ass tightly. She also was wearing a very low-cut shirt which revealed her best feature of all, her size 40E breasts. There was a deep line of cleavage that lead right to a pair of the largest.