Pari couldn't bring herself to. She felt relief that her caramel colored skin didn't depict visually what she felt internally. Her face was hot to the...touch with what Odette had just said. Not only did she like Pari's ass, but Pari's sexy curve was the deciding par on 'datable' or 'undateable'; her natural heart-shaped bottom was what Odette wanted in a lover. Promising words indeed. With that, the two went about their evening routine, light conversation stirring up between them just when the. I asked him about that. His response was that he had told me that this would be much rougher than the first and that while he had no intention of letting anything get out of hand he couldn't guarantee it. He did guarantee that there would be nothing occur that cause permanent physical damage or disable me in any way. Finally, I picked up a pen, signed it, and pushed it back to him.After he had placed it in his briefcase and closed it he picked up the cup of coffee which I had given him and took. " Oh my God, how naughty." I laughed. "Aunty Bronwen is naughty." So, you see, I was very horny and, as it was a hot day, I was thirsty. I asked for a cold drink; I needed to cool down. She went to get a drink from the kitchen and I sat on the sofa thinking naughty thoughts about her. I started to get a hard-on and it grew so fast it poked out of my shorts. I tried to get it back in but it wasn't easy... and then I noticed aunty Bronwen was in the doorway holding my drink. She was definitely. “You need to let them be free of fear to move with the purest grace,” she purred, her nipples brushing mine. Shudders ran down to my pussy.I reached out, resting my hands on her naked hips above the hem of her pantaloons. Her flesh was hot. She smiled at me as we danced together, our nipples rubbing, my nose filled with the perfume of her hot pussy mixing with my tart musk.“That’s it,” she purred, her lush lips inches from mine. “Do you feel the music?”“Yes,” I gasped, stepping closer, our.