I was looking into her eyes doing nothing and her face was coming closer to mine that I can feel the air of her breathe on my face and she was coming ...lose to my cheeks slowly and planted a kiss there. She then looked into my eyes and I was standing there stunt and she again came close to my fore head and kissed me there. I got excited that could bear no longer and I hold her face with my hands and I could see some happiness in her eyes and we came closer and our lips touched each other.I could. “Wow”, I said, “You don’t look like an Auntie to me”. “Careful…”, she said, and dived in. After the swim, and over a coffee, we talked more about each other’s lives. I found that difficult as I couldn’t take my eyes off her, and I am sure that my hardening cock must have been obvious to her. I dared not move for risk of showing her just how stiff it had become. “Never married, did you?”, Susan said, “I was for nearly 15 years, but I was so stifled, I wanted my freedom, and have been enjoying. A frown of incomprehension furrowed my brow. Did that mean she was not really angry at me for sexually assaulting her? Or was it just her way of alleviating the tension? Luckily, what she did next helped clear things up. Reaching out, she pulled me in for a long, passionate kiss. Before I knew what was going on, her tongue had slipped past my lips and was eagerly dancing around in my mouth. Once I had gotten over the shock, I kissed her back. I may be too drunk to cum, but not to lick pussy,. He had put a better lock on the door after she kept trying to crawl into bed naked with him during the first couple weeks, so she couldn't get in that night.He wasn't heartless and it did pull at his heart to hear her crying as she did that night, but he knew that he couldn't ever have sex with her again.And if he couldn't do that, then they didn't really have a future. Not to mention the lack of trust he would always have after this. He would forever be suspicious of all her actions from this.