I then added a second and then a third finger, making it wider and easier for my big cock to go in. A moan softly escaped Aunt Kate's lips as I finger...fucked her in the ass. "Stop being such a tease Craig and fuck your aunt's virgin ass." Virgin?" I asked. "Haven't you had anal sex before?" No, but I would love you to be my first."With that I took my throbbing penis in my hand and I bent Aunt Kate almost completely over. My cock washuge with a large red head that was shining with my sex juice.. Your dark and light sides warring? Your conscience bothering you?Why can feeling anything, desire or something else for anyone, make you wrong?Does thinking inappropriate thoughts about your mom make you a motherfucker? Take it from me, and I’m a real live motherfucker, your fantasies ain’t nothing like touchy-feely nitty-gritty smelly reality. Does bloody thoughts equal murder? NO!I answered NO for all of you, because believe or not, some will argue, thinking and feeling is guilty as doing.. When I moved my hands away, I signaled Michael to move over, and to approach at the head side of Susan, and gave signs with my eyes, that he had to caress Susans nipples now, also only with the middel of the palms of his hands. He understood my programme very good – and the only sign that Susan gave, was a moan of more excitement.I made my movements now more intense – and Michael pressed her breasts a bit stronger. He was not allowed to use his whole hand, as Susan would notice the change of. " She's coming to visit with some girls from her dorm during spring break in February. At least that's the plan now. She goes to school at Ohio State."I tucked that away in the back of my head, as we sat around the fire, and enjoyed the cool air and each other. That night in the tent, Susan got naked, and climbed into the bed that she'd made out of the sleeping bags. Maggie had on a nightshirt and her long silk underwear, while I left on my boxers. We weren't in bed long before Susan rolled.