He’s still moving his fingers inside of me extremely slowly. I guess my body has gotten used to the intrusion as it’s no longer extreme pressure, ...ust slight pressure, to make the presence of his fingers known. He notices the mess on my jeans and asks, “Are you sure you don’t want to take these off?” He tugs at the button that closes above the zipper. Knowing that my last bit of clothing may be the difference between my leaving this place still a virgin and my complete surrender, I reply,. ”She walked over to the sofa, sat next to me and put her hand on my knee. I jumped slightly, she lifted my chin and looked into my eyes“If you want to find out what else I think about you’d better come with me.”She took my cup put it on the table and took my hand, she lead me in silence to her bedroom and guided me to her bed.“Sit down”.I did, mesmorised as this quiet women stood in front of me and started to undo her blouse, button by button, I could see the strap holding her blue bra together. "Gonna lay there all day driving me mad?" Jay said, thinking about joining her. "You do realize Yogi likes honey too." Nope. That was Pooh Bear. Yogi likes pic-a-nic baskets." Hm, either way." Jay sat cross legged by her side, his fingers tracing tiny circles on her stomach. "We'll not get much done this way."Lee let a long sigh escape her at his touch, closing her eyes in contentment."We're on vacation. What in the world do we have to do?" She wasn't at all concerned about his answer, or even. Seeing, as the curtains were open, he walked up to the shower intent on turning off the water. The spectacle that greeted his young eyes stopped him dead in his tracks. His jaw almost hit the floor, and his breathing ceased for a moment, as he watched Aunt Phoebe masturbating away with such erotic abandon.As he watched the fluid movement of her juice glazed fingers stroking her wet pussy, and caressing her luscious breasts, teasing her engorged nipples, he felt his dick rising until it rose to.