She was on her back with my knee still between her legs to keep them open, we each had a hand between us, I was rubbing her pussy paying particular a...tention to where I knew her clitty was and she was feeling the shape of my hard cock through my jeans.Now I moved my hand off her crotch and slid it up the front of her jeans and onto her stomach. Instead of moving on up to touch her breasts I moved my hand back down but pressing against her stomach so that it started to slide down inside her. ” I ordered, reveling in her suffering.She leaned there panting for a few seconds but finally said, “Please!”I immediately picked up where I left off and her legs tightened up in an effort to close them. In a matter of seconds, she was leaning back and moaning loudly. I took it as an invitation and sucked in a nipple.That did the trick and she started convulsing in orgasm. Another shower turned on but this one was between her legs. I let go of the nipple when I felt the liquid wash over my hand. She was an olderwoman, but had dyed her hair close to its original brown tone. She woreall the old cosmetics and perfumes you'd expect of a woman of over 60.She put her fingers, with their red-painted nails to her lips as shegasped, whispering to herself (though quite audibly) "what did they doto your hair?"Jane Doe had indeed had it cut to a very short, more manageable way,not unlike a young Winona Ryder, the way it was close to her scalp andswept across her forehead. In response, Jane Doe. "Thats right, that feels real good." she said. Aunt Megs breathing got more heavy so I knew I must be doing some good. Then she pulled away and said "Its been a couple of weeks for me, this is going too quick-remove your drawers." I quickly pulled my bottoms down while still sitting in my chair, my breakfast completely forgotten as my cock sprang upwards. Meg moved over to sit on my lap facing me and slid down onto my cock. She was so wet she slid easily down my pole. She started to move back.