Taking her in my arms, I met her dancing tongue with my own. I loved the taste of her. Excitement was coursing through me, responding to her desperate... urgent need.When she broke off, she was breathless, her voice husky.“Would you make love to me, Michael? I haven’t had a man for so long—and I want to show you what’s it’s like to be with a woman. Would you like that, Michael?”Overwhelmed, I groaned with anticipation. I’d never felt nervousness, excitement, trepidation, like this in my entire. She felt butterflies in her abdomen as she thought about the three of them living in those close quarters for the weekend. Each year the family spent several weekends at the lake. It was one of those family rituals. John purchased a lot on this lake and was having a cabin built.John was a good husband and provider. He tended to be a little officious but he meant well. True, he was no longer the youthful lover who indulged in high risk sex. However, she was no longer the chubby 20-year-old. She didn't want slow, she wanted to be thumped long and hard. I fucked and she came. I continued and she came and came and came, until I couldn't hold it for another second and shot juices directly into what felt like her waiting womb. When I sagged, she kissed me hard then tenderly said, "You made a boy, I just know that it will be a boy."Sandy pushed me off Sue to attack her mouth, next her breast, ending with her face in Sue's pussy, kissing away any drool I left there.I made coffee while. My cock felt at home in her warm wet fanny and I knew I wasn't going to last long, I knew I should have pulled out long before I came but I could not help but squirt deep inside her fanny. My cock twitched and throbbed like there was an electric shock surging up my cock as I started to pump a load into her. All the extra thrill of fucking my auntie kept my cock pumping for ages longer than usual. My cock stopped squirting but I just kept it jammed up her fanny while I took in the glorious view.