”I didn’t really need that much convincing. I moved my hand under her arm and lifted. She stood up instantly.“Hurry,” she implored as she tu...ned around and bent over the bar, with her tits resting on it.She wasn’t kidding about being wet. The moment the head of my cock brushed her pussy lips, I could feel it. I gave my cock a couple of wiggles, coating the tip in her wetness, and pushed inside her.“Oh god, yes!” she cried.“Fuck, yeah. That pussy feels good,” I said as I pumped my hips.I. I glared right back. "You're asking for my cooperation," I said. "If you want it, jump down off that Goddamn high horse and give a little back."He made a face. He clearly didn't like it, but neither did he want somebody going into the hospital—or the morgue or wherever—and kicking and screaming about where was dead Susan." ... No, not yet," he finally said."And her condition?" I persisted."Well, Larry, since she, uh, died—" Her condition?" I demanded. He still hesitated. "Jim, don't be a prick. Both mine and Dean's mouths hung open in shock as we looked upstairs, and were treated with a clear view of my mom's golden brown pussy lips and ass cheeks. I had seen my mom naked so many times whilst I watched her change and even masturbate, but I don't think I'd ever been as turned on by her as I was now.She walked over to the two us, smiling at our expressions and our stares at her tits which all were all but falling out the top of the towel. "I'm going to bed now." She said."Dean needs to. She was A single mother, so she needed that support. She was about 26yrs old, pettite, curly hair that would past her shoulders, 5'4", about 120lbs, but she had everything in the right place, nice ass, shape legs and perky boobs. one night, her k**, my younger brothers and me, were watching tv downstair in the living room. As always, all the k**s felt asleep. Around 11pm, I hear a (psss psss) im looking around, than I look up the starewell, there was my aunt, standding at the top, wearing a.